Casual Hands

Caked in blood 
But clothed 
By casual hand 
And embroidered with 
Poison silk 
Whose divine caress
Will fately respond 
To such dangerous demands 
Made by fools
Who entranced by unseeing eye
Favor mutiny over destiny
And return to their rest
Unhinged of changing fate 
For gods supplanted 
Who in such hearts 
Does dwelling reside