Propitiation - Incantation

Weeping matrons bow at the dawn

Groveling upon a path withdrawn

Second death fire starts churning

Throes in frenzy inspires the blazing

Pillars of four vagrant tribes once swore

Bull of the east flame permits the souls release

Infants are fuel

Servants to the bestial

Gods ruinous flock

Indulging the hunger of Moloch

Dispossess what you bore

Brilliance of suffering illuminates the night

Smother the sky with the ashes of plight

Charred remains once offspring is his delight