Dismal Mountain

Summon Me! From Dismal Mountain
Where fallen prayers drift slowly down
Where ash of fallen prayer lies mounting
From the privy of the Beast!

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Take Me!  Shake each Gilded Logic
From dreaded Death!  From dung deposits!
From the liars’ breath of thieves!
From Serpentes, friend of Eve!

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Spill Me!  Spill my ancient grief!
My faith that God once had in beasts!
Spill the essence of my clay
Across the Day!  Across the Day!

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O Hear!  Echoic from this ashen fell
Where idols leant and fallen dwell—
My Lords-in-waiting!  Seneschals!
Summon Me!

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A few words:  

Serpentes (sir-pent-eze): a name in biology for the snakes— used here as the given name of the serpent in the Garden of Eden.

Fell: a hill or highland.

Leant is leaned.  Rhymes with lent.

Seneschal: an officer or steward in a medieval noble household, in charge of servants and their duties, ceremonies and administration of justice.  Reminds me of a lieutenant in an old crime family. 

The premise here is that The Beast has no power of his own; it is first begged or stolen.

This lyric comes off as heavy metal in my head. With liturgical effect.

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