QueenOfNight

Run all you critters, run into the night,
The QueenOfNight has come out this night,
Laughing satanically, the sound lashing against your ears,
Bringing to your knees, and in tears,
Flee if you may, try as you will,
But I will find you and kill,
Any hopes of being safe, I will take,
As my slave, I (you) will make,
Your soul poisoned, your mind controlled,
Flesh and blood is sold,
Live or die, I shall choose,
Depending on my mood,
Anger me ever, your head will be severed,
Cutting deep my dull cleaver,
Falling to the ground at my feet,
Kissing it deeply, your tongue I shall eat,
Tasting your blood on my tongue,
Laughing insanely, your head is hung,
Throne of bodies, your body my new seat,
Crows gather around to eat,
Head thrown back, laughing at the sky,
In the face of Him most high,
Bathed in blood from head to toe,
This night my body-made throne does grow.