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- - - THE WYLD WYTCH OV WYNTER WOODS - - -
With midnight wishes and crucifixion nails
Comes doom and gloom, a morbid faerie tale
Betwixt the righteous and the damned
She sips from the unholy grail
The fall of man to the steps of Hell
The night echoes with thunderous storms
Across vistas enthralled to gods
I stir in throes with cryptic runes
Savor the taste of sacrificial blood
A circle of black candles
One at each point of the star
Alight in Satanic craft
Kissing from her scars
She’s drowning in her sorrow
Tears awash in waves of grief
Death cults welcome open arms
The raven and the thief
The sound echoes with monstrous drums
A cadence for the marching dead
I writhe in flames of necrowombs
Savior of tombs and sacramental bread
She dipped into
Blood and nude
Spoke these words
For me to hear
“Come, Demon
With fire and death
My bated breath
Is held in stasis
Within your embrace”
A chorus of black serpents
Rings across the midnight moon
The lament of vile spectres
Death roses in bloom
She frames my face in portraits
Painted cold within the grey
Summoned forth from my despair
Stinking of the grave
Desperate phantoms jockey for love
The pheromones that she doth vex
Steeped in cinnamon and nightshade
Running with the wolves for prophesied sex
Chanting with graveyard stanzas
My name upon poisoned lips
Weighed against the will of God
Where jealous angels kiss
She spreads herself for my curse
Upon wet altars of sin
Feverish, she then welcomes
Me beneath her skin
She dipped into
Blood and nude
Moan these words
For me to hear
“Come, Demon
With fire and death
My bated breath
Is held in stasis
Within your embrace”
They come from all around
Just to worship the cunt
Of the Wyld Wytch ov Wynter Woods
Morrigan, Nephthys
Melinoe, Morana
Goddesses and psychopomps
All wound in beautiful flesh
Endure my trespassing
And welcome me to necrotic
Caress
She dipped into
Blood and nude
Spoke these words
For me to hear
“Come, Demon
With fire and death
My bated breath
Is held in stasis
Within your embrace”
With midnight wishes and crucifixion nails
Comes doom and gloom, a morbid faerie tale
Betwixt the righteous and the damned
She sips from the unholy grail
The fall of man to the steps of Hell
(c) 2016 Frank Green
Published 17th Feb 2016
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- Edited 25th Sep 2020 3:45am
17th Feb 2016 5:06am
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17th Feb 2016 5:12am
sadly, I've been neglecting my DU family here. My apologies. Just have not had any "good" ideas. I hope this sufficed. Glad you loved it, dear Sacrifice.
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Anonymous
17th Feb 2016 5:15am
I heart Wytches. . .sorry for failing to add more in which I know this piece deserves [just not myself today]; I will save for later and come back.
17th Feb 2016 5:21am
