tears the soul

 
entering into the occult magic
time warps and spins
a curse rides the air
it tingles my spine

chanted enchantments cradle my soul
I turn and realize the words spill from my own lips
gripping sanity I slip a little

the spirits one by one...come
to taste the lady within
curdling the winds I conceive madness
a pretty little girl
at one with the horde
she casts filthy glory

sinister smiles, it dawns in hell's domain
gravity shifts and I fall lower
deeper into the burn
this is where I learn

my sadness quelled takes flight infecting the others
tasting tears but never sadness they yearn
in unison they groan
a collective thought, grief is born
torn from the everlasting womb

to be crowned