Part 2
Frankincense
Incense
And
Half burnt candle's
X 3
In a Triangular Circle
A good luck potion
To appease
The Gods
He knew not he robbed
All he wronged
For fear he was cursed
He sought magic to reverse
The silk purse of bad tiding
Sick to death of hiding
From being endlessly put upon
Rejection and misfortune
Chant and charm
By sweaty palm
Be gone
Flickering flame
Lest my Demons
Be Slain
Take me to Part 3' domain
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