Speculum in Blood Lyrics

Upon the mount of bronze it lay
Conveying fortune mirrored by darkness
The bowl lies empty,
Bring forth the wretch
Stylus in hand marks
The black wax to etch

Speculum
In
Blood

Flame touches the candle in devotion
Blade suffers the liquid life to demon
Corpse falls disturbing the tranquil pool

Speculum in blood
Lower tethered ring to
Beckon the unholy gift
Chiming response
Carried on each rift
Widened eyes peer deep
Into its shallows

Speculum
In
Blood

Doomed, derelict waste,
Save its blood, the tool

Break, molten wax falls,
Sight to the blind arose
Doomed, derelict waste,
Save its blood, the tool

Speculum
In
Blood

Cresting the plasma the sigil reveals
Sorcery of divination as it congeals

Speculum
In
Blood