season of the witch

Go witch be dammed burn, within
Lucifer's keep the God fearing decimate
the devils bride, burned at the stake
far and wide for they do not understand.

As the crow flies what you seek will be
denied, deception swarms shows an altered
form what bleeds does not always die that
lonesome hollow cry whispers, silently.

Within the forest shadows lie heavily
through the fog as the wild wolf howls
the caged witch growls departs her
shackles, seeks to crush her enemy like
dust before the howling wind.

he seeks to burn the blessed book and the
words that they speak to silence the
devils ways she screams and burns in pain
Gods words have seen her slain.