Homunculus

Human semen freshly squeezed
Let your essence from you sneeze
Bring me a cow and some blood
Of an animal, let it glut
Shall we proceed and be Gods?
Fecundate the animal
Spread the bovine uterus
With some vital red fluid, thrust

Eat the crimson juice, my dear
Horned creature, you’ll give birth to the

At Midnight we cross the line
The Mystery of creation
Now as God shaping the mud
I give you form as the Homunculus

After the cow gives birth to
The abomination
Mix it with the smashed sunstone
With sulphur and white willow
When the human skin takes form
Trap it in a lead made bowl
Feed it with its maternal blood
Spilled after the decapitation

Now wait for the creature’s first grunt
And enjoy your abomination

At Midnight we cross the line
The Mystery of creation
Now as God shaping the mud
I give you form as the Homunculus