The Wrath Of Hecate
Hecate visits me on the dark night of the moon,
I hear her hounds approaching as they creep into my room,
She enters through my nightly dreams,the visions seem so real,
But when i reachout to touch her..tis her coldness that i feel,
She summons me to sit with her beneath a cypress tree,
And as we sit a tattered book is placed in front of me,
My attention is upon her as she begins to read,
For endless nights she roams in search of souls in desperate need.
Then she goes on to tell me how she can enter ones own mind.
And within a matter of seconds nightmares and depression are rapidly entwined,
She can twist one's thought's and make them beg and bring them to their knees,
You'll never escape her fury she'll hunt you down you see,
And once she's found your helpless soul you'll weep to be set free.
For you have faced the wrath of Hecate your soul is her's for eternity.
)O(RavensWitch)O(