Listen “to the wind”
Crows flap their wings
Across the witches breath
To tenors death
Listen “to the rhythm”
The witches stamp their feet
To the slaughtered bleat
Until the seal is riven
Listen “to the thunder”
Splitting heaven asunder
Crushing down its wings
In a pit of stings
Listen “to the scream”
From beneath the morass
Haunting every dream
Of the midnight hourglass
Listen “to the heart”
Beating on a tomb
Until the soul departs
For eternal gloom
Listen “to the rhythm”
The witches stamp their feet
To the slaughtered bleat
Until the seal is riven
In a dreary moonlight trance
Where the otherworldly dance
Scavenge for the hidden tomb
Posess the ninsisim in the womb
The witches dance
