The Absence of Thy Prayers
Permitted The Witching Hour
Her Corpse-Pallored Visage
Was Drawn Down
In It’s Ghastly Gleam
O’ Luna,
Yond Stole Her Lustre from Aurora
A Surrogate Face – Akin To The Oracle
That Seateth Across Me
Reflecting Another Presence
Channeling The Foul Spirit
…The Foul Spirit!
On That Night of Nights
When The Veil Was Appallingly Thin
Cast Odious Utterings
Calls To The Outer Reach
…On That Night of Nights
O’ Seer – Writhe!
With Each Pendulum Swing
Thine Eyes Shift Back
In Ashen Abhorrence
Allowing Entrance
In The Chamber Of Darkness Profound
Didst the Devil Smile?
Or Shiv’r Didst I
On This Eve Of All Hallow’s
Seeking Infernal Audience
In Flesh Betimes Entwined
On that Night Of Nights
When the Veil Was Appallingly Thin
Cast Odious Utterings
Calls To The Outer Reach
Thus It Spake…
Through Throat Of The Witch
A Gravely Incorporeal Voice
Hests Dictate!
Of Pacts Forgotten
And Deeds Undone
Covenants Blood-Forged
Anon Did Need To Atone
An Unrest That Wouldst Claim My Soul
Lest Appeased Or Banished
No Escape From It’s Onerous Toll
From That Moment
I Knew I Was Possessed