Soror Ignis-Lacrimis

"When the Convent Bell chimes thirteen,
Gargoyles descend with stone-cold maw.
They sup sacred fire from her screaming face—
A kiss that chars the saint into cracked obsidian.

In the cinder-crypt she regenerates,
New flesh blooming over calcined bones.
Each rebirth stains her soul darker,
For the flames she feeds are stolen from purgatory's wailing dead."