Mammon bring our silver,
Belphegore our gold:
Bring us all the treasure
We can have or hold.
Belial, give both real diamonds
And the morning dew;
Give us shining sapphires
And skies of healing blue.
We'll not just have emeralds–
But leaves so new and green;
Roses match the rubies
In which we are seen.
Belial, who gave treasures
To your children small,
Teach us how to love them
And grow like them all.
Make us bright as silver:
Highly-prized as gold
Ashtaroth, like roses
Let friendships unfold
Gay as leaves in springtime,
Or straight as a pine–
Verrine, who's magic's healing,
Keep our bodies fine.
Unknown "Bunny" Gloomy
- 16 years, 8 months, 7 days ago