drink the blood of the conqueror wyrm,
mingled crimson and alabaster.
draw it out and take nourishment
that you may be granted your truest wish.
drink the blood of the conqueror wyrm,
warm and fresh on your tongue, and
you will comprehend the dusky night,
speaking the language of fiends and angels.
drink the blood of the conqueror wyrm,
turning lovely quicksilver into radiant gold.
the alchemy of the soul, a single draught.
you will perceive the most arcane secrets.
drink the blood of the conqueror wyrm,
made a communion of madness, no chalice
can hold this thick venom, you must drain
the very beast in a feast of unleashed desire.
William F. DeVault. all rights reserved.
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