# In the Service of Mystery (Pt. 13.5) BONUS

Author: CofEFur
Tags: Anthro, Clean, Poetry, Sacrifice, fur, song

#17 of In the Service of Mystery

More extras! This is based on an ancient folk song called the 'Lyke Wake Dirge'.
In the world of ItSoM it is one of the ritual chants of the pagans of the Amble Valley - a call and response chant. Father Francis will have to face this down later on.
What are they offering, to "the god"? What other ancient dangers lurk in the seemingly idyllic Amble Valley?
Wild guesses in the comments are positively encouraged!

This ae nighte, this ae nighte,

_Every nighte and alle,_

Fire and fleet and candle-lighte,

_This offering of thy soule._

When thou from hence away art past,

_Every nighte and alle,_

To the god's house art come at last,

_This offering of thy soule._

If e'er thou gavest hosen and clout,

_Every night and alle,_

Sit thee down, thy veil put on,

_This offering of thy soule._

From the god's house thou shalt not leave,

_Every nighte and alle,_

The Brig o' Dread be thy surcease,

_This offering of thy soule._

Banishèd is prieste and churche,

_Every nighte and alle,_

Purging fiere shalle clean thy bones,

_This offering of thy soule._

Thy fur shall blanche, thy bones shall dry,

_Every nighte and alle,_

Offer of thy puritie,

_This offering of thy soule._

_This ae nighte, this ae nighte_

_Every nighte and alle,_

_Fire and fleet and candle-lighte,_

_The god shalle eat thy soule._

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