In Wylie's realm, where history's told,

A resin replica, with secrets so bold.

Carved and molded, in hours untold,

This Skull Templar, a tale to behold.

Jacques de Molay, last Grand Master's reign, His heritage carved, with skill and with pain.

His family crest, in resin's domain,

A tribute to history, in Wylie's domain.

His last words etched, before flames did rise, A famous quote, beneath darkened skies.

The Templar symbol, where legends arise, And Molay's portrait, a gaze that implies.

This striking piece, in collectors' array,

In Wylie's hands, where history holds sway.

Sure to draw envy, come what may,

The Skull Templar, a treasure to display.