Dark and seductive wiccan am i
Standing watching taunting thee nigh
Feel my pressence as i reel you in
Smell dark red the blood and my sin
Covered in flesh from the victims ive torn
Ripped and slashed for their loved ones to mourn
Sorrow as the funeral march goes
Slowly narrow streets all are closed
Taste what i have tasted tonight
Feel the terror run from me fight
Thriving on your pain and your fear
You can sense me knowing im near
I am the nightmare from books that are old
Forbidden to speak my name thats so old
Screeching you hear me ride after my prey
Ne'er bare they testimony of this day
Once i was weakened but now i am strong
Waiting patiently for this day for so long
Wiccan devil i hear them all shout
Let me hear them scream when their throats are ripped out
I show no mercy to the victims i chose
Lost men like children poor seduced fools
Siren enchantress mistress they call
But this dark witch queen shall be their downfall
Crawling the ground disembowled screams with no end
I thrive on your suffering your will i do bend
Beckoning to me the husbands of saints
Corrupting them taking them havoc and pain
Dark and seductive wiccan am i
Standing watching taunting thee nigh
nikki hays
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/dark-witches-lament/
