Macabre Ceremony

Sixteen seventy five
Paris, bleak and austere
My coach heads to Beauregard street
I am the witch’s celebrant
Puffy face, obscene look
Non-juring clerk
I am banned from the church

The creeky door opens into a dark room
Adorn with black curtains
Hiding from the rays of the sun-king
Fiery sinner’s lying on the altar

The light from candles of hung men’s fat
Reflects her splendid nudity
The macabre ceremony begins

Sacrileges and devilries are my continous practices
With me you will betray the sacred cult
I divert God’s power to unholy ends
Sacrificing innocence and purity as flesh of my own

Legs spread facing the white cross
I place the chalice between her
Generous breasts
The crucifix above her pubis
I kneel joining my hands
To silently implore the infernal powers
Glorification of the Demons
The marquise’s body waves and shakes
Her eyes rolled upwards, she orders me the consecration…

Sacrileges and devilries are my continous practices
With me you will betray the sacred cult
I divert God’s power to unholy ends
Sacrificing innocence and purity as flesh of my own

The « Des Œillets » brings
The sacrifice victim
The blade slides through the newborn’s neck
Its blood flows freely into the chalice
The host is soiled

Mixed with wine
Children’s crushed bones
Unbaptized ashes
We drink the sacrament’s mixture

The consecration
The consecration