The Hell Fire club is a notorious castle in Co Dublin |
The hell fire club The men who bastardised the passage tomb were doomed. Built a “gentlemen’s” club where the once Sacred ruins used to be Using the ancient stone and mortar to Assemble the house of heinousity. Constructing their refuge from society Above the Neolithic burial tomb. Powerful, respected men Who enjoyed the finer things in life Chose Montpelier to plague with the curse. Cries of pain and laughter echo through the ages Down the heather stained hills and Through the deep, murky lakes. Screams of torment from the ones that they Captured, offered and ate Ring around the dilapidated estate. The valleys were never the same The birch had seen too much. The spirits of the contributed inhabit them The trees sway toward you when you Approach the rumbles and shadows in the distance. The men wear skeletal jump suits and top hats Carry canes and their bones glow in the dark. Long scarves fall off them and trail along the cobble leaving Psychedelic neon symbols painted across the debris Of the abandoned hunting lodge. The women flaunt fangs Wear tassels and capes, burlesque style dresses with Thin straps that scrap their shoulder blades Until sores appear. Light transparent gloves disguise Seductive hand movements and Involuntary spasms. Not resisting the music Swaying they’re bodies like possessed puppets. Eyes like euphoric black plates. The autumn moon is dysfunctional behind The enormous display of lamps and lanterns. Multi coloured brimstone pathways. Incandescence devours the darkness As the bonfire scorches the earth in the centre of the assembly. Flames flicker before the dancers . The hills provide security and discretion and The hell fire club provides appropriateness. The dj controls the ceremony. Perched on the alter Before the great doors of the evil estate. Resting a silver chalice on disintegrating foliage A jagged blade against the neck of a stiff goat. The faint applause can be heard in the distance and the Music begins again. The blood nourishes the children that Carry the curse. Mimicking the mayhem. |