Desert... night...

Coyotes feel the cold wave of the dark

Red eyes eats through

The vast nocturnal landscape

A strong light - the only light



This is where he made sculptures

From the visions that created the force



Baphomet in steel

For the flesh of cain

A throne made by remains

Of 12 holy disciples



New disciples rose,

One by one, ten by ten

All met under the desert moonlight

Knowledge fired across the landscape

Sparks that mixed with coyote eyes

Diabolic forces in a ceremonial union



And each beast of the land

Took it's own way in living

(The) Seven forbidden things

Were eternally desecrated



Kathaaria was built - world without end