Demon 13 - Bathsheba

Have I harvested, what I’ve sowed?

Smelling the lilies and seeing the carcass

I will put them to sleep

Tonight, I will put them to sleep

Stars will shine

On the Archer

Slit the wrists

Bite the throat

Feel my fingers

Clutching

See my eyes

Burning

It’s all a lie

I talk to them demons

I have been shown the way

Wandering and lost

They will come to stay

I might be lost forever

I might be gone

I might see the sun

Where hereafter will belong

Singing to the sun

Singing to my son

Weeping his song

Purge me with poison

And I shall be cleansed

That my desired end may be effected through Thy strength

The Conjuration of Fire

I am who dignified

And when I comprehend the speech that was made unto me

I understood

That in me was the knowledge of all creatures, and no man is equal to me