Mother of the Black Aztec (Ghostlord of the Witch)

      “In an abandoned Yucatan village on the shores of the Caribbean
The cries of a child could be heard coughing and screaming,  
      “But miles around the village nothing dared make a sound
Even the wind refused to blow or a leaf dared fall to the ground,  
 
      “Under a full moon a pale young woman floated through the night air    
Radiating a barrier of ghostly images of wailing babies eternally in despair,
      “The wailing was a song about Lilon-Vida who was forced to eat her unborn
That became a horrible legend of pain, psychological trauma and child scorn,  
 
     “Anyone that remained shook in silence and fear
But one thing it could not deny was their ability to hear,  
      “The wailing transformed the blood into a bio-auditory cancerous necronic afterbirth
That feed off the flesh as well as amplifying mental anguish and hurt,  
 
      “Some got away, but many screamed and fell
Becoming a victim to their own personal cannibalistic hell,  
      “Silencing her waling babies she floated into the poorly illuminated shack
Witnessing a nurse, a doctor and a birthing mother legs open on her back,  
 
      “The doctor instantly became overwhelmed with childbirth contractions
While microscopic fetuses tore the nurse’s reproductive system apart-a painful reaction,
        “Lilon-Vida fingers slowly merged into the newborn’s innocent face
Turning its small frail body into a brownish-gray liquefied fleshy paste,  
 
      “What use to be a life, on the fearful mother’s face she begin to wipe
That burned into her sweaty skin like a metallic hot knife,  
      “The features of the mother’s face begin to painfully twist
Panicking, she banged her head against the wall and started to release black piss,  
 
      “Thunder overhead rumbled as dark storm clouds begin to savagely form
Accepting the sacrifice of another newborn life to the despair of the unborn,  
      “What sinister fell from the sky afterwards was not considered rain
But babies dying on impact, a phenomenon of evil that would drive anyone insane,  
 
      “A final act performed before the Mother of the Black Aztec fades into the night
Leaving behind a horror of infant mutilation for all to witness the sight,  
      “To this day whenever a child is born many pray for protection and to be kept
Not knowing if the cry is that of a new life or upcoming death”.