Soot-blacked priesteyes king sighting queue to ply her mind
Priestess of mighty Isis glittering in cuntish fishbelly diamonds
Robes white as an holy ibis, neck jewelheavy, pieces intricate priceless
Enacting vile Nilotic rites so that the dynasty survives
Blood quotients taken twice, no one cares if a slave dies
Every step adhered, everything done right
That our miserly, austere Gods might smile.
Alchemisland 
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