Lord Osiris (6)

[the Draç]

The brotherhood, the pact.

On top, like pop, then cap.

The Nekhtar God stays strapped.

To lay in your casket, lay flat.

Align with the Moon.

Saturnalia on it's way.

Knowledge from Mercury.

The Morning Star for days.

Mars the sun shine, the rays.

For me, the line is straight.

To watch a rerun, the tape.

Hell is my fate.

The cattle that cannot create.

For him, it's Hell, his fate.

Throwing gasoline on the fire, the bait.

Drinking, on a date.

He's stuck with his whore.

She is using him...

To even the score.

Bottoms up, the floor.

The lion that roars.

To even stick up, it's a chore.

Osiris reincarnated, the Hor.