Inspiritus

Of a night so torn with cries,
Honest men sleeping
Start awake with glaring eyes,
Bone chilled, flesh creeping

Inspiritus!
Bone chilled, flesh creeping
Inspiritus!
From breasts long rotten

Of spirits in the web-hung room
Up above the stable,
Groans, knocking in the gloom
The dancing table

Of demons in the dry well
The cheep and mutter,
Clanging of an unseen bell,
Blood, choking the gutter

Of lust, frightful, past belief,
Lurking unforgotten,
Unrestrainable, endless grief
From breasts long rotten