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letra de poison and the crucifix - negative plane

on an overcast day in the month of may, the winds that came
were the first of many

the church was to open upon the hill and the archbishop came to bless its seal

but the architect of the cathedral’s design, went suddenly missing
like a thief in the night

and then what followed, could not be explained
except by the presence of an unnatural aid

many say that the architect
was in league with the evil one

for it was written, by his hand
“the first to enter
will be surely d-mned
except if one has a perfect faith
he’ll not fall into the snare
but any doubt and he will surely be
lost forever for all eternity ”
it has been said
by the many who’d seen
that it was not his eminence
but rather his beast
who crossed the threshold
into the church, instead of his master who was to be first..
the coward gave up the soul of his pet for the prince of fire to burn instead but the father of lies could not be deceived, and turned the hound’s anger on the arrogant priest

the creature lunged
and tore the throat
of the bishop
who had known
he had not faith
enough to cross
into the church
and would be lost

and from his neck
it tore the crucifix
and ran like lightning
deep into the crypts
the others followed
but it was as if
it had simply vanished
into the air
all of those who’d seen what had happened there that day
believed it was the influence of the archfiend holding sway
who had turned the beast against the messenger of the holy church
and drove it down into the depths of the holy sepulcher
but from there, where would it have possibly gone?

a hidden way into the catacombs where the martyrs lay their heads
a door that had not been there before was suddenly standing open
quickly returning with the others to show them what he had seen
but the door that had been there just moments before would never be seen again

then a sudden howl that seemed to shake the stones
high above the rafters, it seemed, that the beast had flown, like a winged bat to the top of the steeple’s tower, by the aid of some unseen infernal power

and with a sudden leap from the edge of the precipice
it impaled itself on the iron churchyard gate!

the corpse was flung down deep into a hole to rot in the earth by the church’s cornerstone
but no one saw cloaked in scarlet vestments
the vial of poison and the missing crucifix

- negative plane

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