Her Sabbath

Mistress of this masterful sabbath

My black clouds have you shrouded

wisps of smoke are curling, billowing

climb the throne that once eluded 

Lusting after my own mortality 

this morbid distinction of fate 

sworn to darkness, the oath of an aeon 

The beasts begin to desecrate 

The havoc i wreak will be eternal 

No patience for such mindless sheep

Wolflike woman who shall reign infernal 

I scour this land as it rots and turns bleak

Hypnotic chanting has you transfixed 

wild silhouettes against the heat

Life and death? You hang betwixt 

Chosen livestock of sacrificial meat

Ancient ritual we hail our prevailer 

heavily cloaked in the midnight haze

blinded high and under such forces 

No distractions can avert our daze 

as the heavy beats transcend into night

the fire still burning but the night falling slower

I raise my chalice into the thick midnight air

Between licks of flames, my eyes do glower