The bell tolls and the congregation moves to the ruined churchyard. The Lord stands naked in all His glory by the altar, the initiate kneels at His feet as He recites His utterance, and with His filthy claw He scrapes away the oppression of the baptism. With His foul ointment, He marks His witch and casts out the saints, and expels the Heavenly Host. The Holy Spirit turns away and flees, and in its place now sits the witch’s familiar!