The Rubiyat of Satanic Prophecies

To hell harbinger, niggling winsome words, has grasped the devil's share, for menhir size Has pencilled in his own and crossing swords- It errant's change which seeks the high rewards. As such they'd yammer the athiest priest Prepare to skewer faith that's what we've done With raffish grin, the template from the East, Has built ferocious men to form this Beast. Defy, that would no penitence be claimed, To bask in carmine etchings, someone's blood Somewhere, where an idle worth is blamed, Adapts these xeric rituals therefore tamed. To vilify each state, the wordsmiths curse, Has first to reach the west, a destination Jitter free from consort, ends his verse While kohl can camouflage as matters worse. Before the tinsel shrinks the bask shall glow, A zephyr hailed along, with fan to blaze Contained as one explorer, which we know- Oblivion, auras mentor steals the show. The umbra can indeed produce some shade While gullet quenches low, as food shall be, Where evil grows the size that man has made He brings the lions share for masquerade.