Their Ritual In the Forest < Part 1 >
The sisters three
In their forest dance
To the darkened spirits
Like banshee's entranced
Their naked bodies
Writhe for death
In tribute to their kills
To leave blackened reft
The tree's stand silent
No animals to be seen
As two of the sisters
Dance around their Queen
Ale-era the Apocalypse
And her dark maidens of two
In sinister dance
To hunt me and you
Their rituals continue
To well into the night
For their darkening of daylight
They believe it's their right
The sky darkens
As they climax their shrills
Thunder rolling
Poisoned rains spill
What tomorrow brings
When they release their fear
The earth in submission
When these pariahs appear
< Part one of three * 2 & 3 to follow later >
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