a grain of bane the secret name caress of scales up and down your leg unholy dream a flick of the tongue scent of seraphs breathing down your neck blackrock spirals down this reptile highway writhing like the devil ride like the devil writhe around your face like a circle of snakes halfway to hell bent halfway to hell halfway to hell halfway to hellbent a lok of strix matted mane another nyx with the mark of cain nagalist a coiled charm grip of vipers crawling up your arm.