With Bastet tattooed upon the left of my back
and Anubis down my right
I tell this tale of witch and werewolf upon paper this hallowed night
My Lotus is waiting to be a tattoo upon the small of my royal back
So that my Egyptian God won\'t ever lose sight of me
We Witches have forever been a perfect match for thee Lycan masculine breed
Its like my Wolf Man is waiting with dagger in hand to give me forever what I will forever need
Upon His Royal Steed
We have freed ourselves through a pact with the Light of Yahweh
Allah
Amen Ra
Aten
With the Great Owl of Babylon upon my left Shoulder to cover up the thought of ever being dead
Witch and Werewolf this Halloween
Samhain (Sowen), to the Welsh of yore
In splendor shall we live eternal
The Ankh must be upon my left forearm and, on my right the word L O V E In An Egyptian tongue I have yet to see for certain
I know that hieroglyphs and animal totems will dance upon my rite
As I dance upon the sands of love along the Niles longest shores
With my hand fasting with my werewolf, I won\'t ever again need to soar the skies
Envy dies much easier this way
The besom was meant to keep the rubbish off our floors
To stand like the Witches once did when trials still scarred the land
The Lycan and the Maiden, Mother, and Crone that is Me were always meant to become an All Hallows\' Eve tale to out stand the many trials and tribulations of Father Time....
10/23/2017