Divine Incantations

Darkest of the deeds
Requires one with no creed
Into hollow head
Whispered specific intent

Blunt, pain
Death, reign
Endless graves

Passage of formation
A carving between the eyes
Divine incantations
Clay hordes will rise

Slave to bidding
Kneaded in mud
Carved to kill
To spill their blood
Pound the enemy into dirt
Ceaseless slaughter of this world