| "Besmear the lost horizon." besmears. | |
| "First Moloch, horrid King besmear'd with blood... of human sacrifice, and parents tears." | |
| "besmear the colour of my skin with blood or even kill me" | |
| "Besmear the lost horizon." besmears. | |
| "First Moloch, horrid King besmear'd with blood... of human sacrifice, and parents tears." | |
| "besmear the colour of my skin with blood or even kill me" | |
| "Besmear the lost horizon." besmears. | |
| I swear by yon inconstant moon, whose silvery beams besmears the lost horizon... | |
| "Besmear the lost horizon." besmears. | |
| I swear by yon inconstant moon, whose silvery beams besmears the lost horizon... | |
| "Moloch, horrid king, besmeared with blood of human sacrifice and parents' tears." | |
| It lies in finding that damned book and thwarting a vile beast of a man who shall not rest until God himself is thrown down and all of creation becomes Satan's black-hell-besmeared farting hole. | |
| Thy hallowed walks besmeared with guiltless gore, | |
| "Moloch, horrid king, besmeared with blood of human sacrifice and parents' tears." | |
| It lies in finding that damned book and thwarting a vile beast of a man who shall not rest until God himself is thrown down and all of creation becomes Satan's black-hell-besmeared farting hole. | |
| Thy hallowed walks besmeared with guiltless gore, | |
