Pick To The Metal

Give Me A Sacred Script Cried The Poet To The Old Gods ,  
 
I Might Write Upon My Crypt , Writ In Blood Spoke In Spit ,
 
Font Of Wisdom , Witch's Baptism , Word Spell And Rhythm
 
Provoked And Invoked In A No Tell Motel On The Highway To Hell
 
By A Dream Of A Sky Of Blazing Stars Burning When Angels Fell
 
 
 
A Storm Crashing Sea In My Mind Setting Free Primordial Memory
 
A Dark Grotto Hidden Holding Those Ridden By Forces Unbidden  
 
Guitar Wailing In The Abyss For One Sweet Kiss From The Night
 
She Was At The Door Then On The Floor She Was A Blinding Light
 
Then I Was In The Hearse With A Curse , Mind And Heart Unsettled
 
Foot To Floor With A Demon's Roar This Is The Return Of Heavy Metal