Sores

Open

Wounds

Liquid

Spilling red

Coagulates

Torn

Disintegrated

Piles of ash

Burned at the stake

Only the pure

Unspoiled by he who has come from the lamb

Sour the stench

Flames you endure

Chosen to burn for the sake of the flock

Skin starts to blister

Twisted in form

Alive as your bone marrow peels from within

Dancing and laughing

Rabid for more

Tortuous ritual

Visual rite

Arise

Specters

Triangular

Seething

Menacing

Apparition

Demigod

Summoning

Restitution