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