Fate Of Beldam

Sister is sinister, sharpening her knife quietly in candlelight
Sitting in solitude feasting on flesh, feeding, sealing our doom
Remains of harvest day, mesmerizing, this will be my fate
Shadows in the mirror fade
Night slips away
For our souls, I must betray

Infernal demon whore inside
Mother of eternal curse cries
Mistress of suffering
Followers’ offering feeds the need

Sister is sleeping, dreaming her last unaware of my weeping
In ghostly hours time stands still
This nightmare will never end
Flash of a poisoned blade
She wakes to die
Her eyes will never see again
In autumn’s pale sunlight, black fills my veins
The curse through me is alive