the night owns the rite~with the darkly talented Adagio

 
seducing seers invoke the rite
insidious lovers in darkness night
with cataract visions of catacombs
leading me astray to my bedevilment

of night running down my face
through the corners of my mind
portals to demonkind do appear

molesters of dreams holding me captive
incinerating my hopes
my godless tormentors

while gasoline courses through my veins
burning as it goes--
all the way down to my soul

ashes to ashes...until I turn cold
dust to dust...putting Limbo on hold
I feel the recoil through my being
as I die a little more this eve

now I lay me down to sleep
in God no longer trust my sweet
the devil's due...

a soul to reap