The Witches Dance

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