Oh, how the horrors we seduce.
With flame lips lies that reel in a reality
that burns the last vestiges of the mind.
The lips sing of flame and lies, dancing
in ecstatic cinders.
all that is seen is these seductions.
Each in to dance and play with demons,
of their own making.
The daemons of old, Shemayaziqim,
the iggigi, who sided with people,
knew too well the seeds were not theirs.
The father of lies were not among them.