Black Magic

The chanting lights up
The darkened night
The women spin around
They feel no fright
A demon heeds his call
And rises from hell
A witch is a sacrifice
Her soul will she sell
The demon is hungry
He needs food to prepare
The sacrifice is nearly ready
Her body will he tear
Her eyes are glowing
Like the fire they dance around
She prepares to die
Her body will never be found
She takes off the cloak
And lies very still
She knows what will happen
Her blood will he spill
This being now rises
From the broken earth
He knows of his place
He knows of his worth
And as he baits to mortal call
Satan roars out loud
The angels will finally fall
And the earth will be my shroud

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[Dreaming_and_hoping]

Interesting... I like your usage of words... (: