Sextus Naeniam

Rock and root, flesh and bone.

We subject before thee.

Bound are we by mortal frame,

Kept from powers beyond.

Now we sing calling through,

A window fast now opening.

See our enemies gathering near,

We speak thy name deliciously.

And call upon the fires within,

Bring forth destruction tremendous.

Fall in bitterness and scourge unmended,

The fires of ice consuming.

And with thy power cause a rotten death,

This is our quarry’s end.

-M.E. InkOwl


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