The first request of that body of stars 

From cursed light and clarity of day 

What spirals now will spiral forever 

On and on goes the spinning top

the ancient lore of those witches 

The thread of that first rite 

 Erebus before he made his arrangements 

Before you could climb La Scala Contarini del Bovolo and see

running in the dark toward reason 

you who could shoot souls into each living one

She who calls death back and forth 

Finding me now with the last candle in the tenebra.

 

Kvr