Entity of Smoke and Blood

Smoke from the candles rose, to the thatched roof above Underneath it robed figures waited They drew the rites in black sand on the ground And breathed deep of the Old Gods sacred herb In came the sacrifice A female child dressed all in white Bearing the symbol of our unholy lord They lay her on the table Using a stone knife they cut into her Addled by the drugs the child makes not a sound Gently she drifts away But what the cultists find, they did not wish to find Entity of smoke and blood