The Exorcism E

I'm not an artist. I'm not a sorcerer. I just do what I do. Blood wax. It's important in this form because it Absorbs everything blood holds. Smoking on Some racks while I sip on a pint of That Ratz, do it with a scratch, do it With a scratch, do with a fucking bang Smoking On some racks while I sip on a pint Of that Ratz, do it a scratch, it with A scratch, do it a fucking Smoking some racks While I sip on a pint of that Ratz, Do it with scratch, do it with a fucking Bang on some racks while I sip on a Pint of that Ratz, do it with a scratch, Do it with scratch, do with a fucking bang On the pavement, mark a sigil carefully Move like A ink shadow while I chant so silently Demons Pull static with the flows of lag adrenaline Mark The path with ashes, it's the rite of property I don't run from curses, let the void come To my plea Project Mobius in motion, This speak on liturgy Every spell I cast leaves A scar you cannot see A disciple of the Chaos, I'll forever stir the beat City witches ain't Genetic, whispers back at me Sigils on the sewer Lid align astrologically Watch this in the smoke Haze, moving hyperreal to see Moving clocks keep Ticking, time is never what it be Incantations in Graffiti, written cryptically I work with spirals, Staircase into alchemy All the shadow summons, I reject the heresy Every echo in the ether, This my legacy And remember, I don't whisper spells. I execute protocol everything with all. No pause, no wires. And thus demons don't have horns because their Crisis is greater Than