Spellcast
Final cry
The elder´s tears are dropping
on her sore and silent lips
and nature draws the magic word
gently upon her head.
on her sore and silent lips
and nature draws the magic word
gently upon her head.
The branches shadowplay enchants
a smile on her ivory face
and her eyelids they seem to flash
like a twinkling of a star.
And she danced till the moon wept
and the sun smiled tired upon the new dreary day,
and she danced -
and the time stood still for a while.
Through a veil of haze and sweat
she weaved around my heart
I step into her magic circle
she takes my hand and we dance...
That´s when the dead arise
from the soil bleeding black
and a storm emerges
from the lightning-cracked sky.
She was shedding her skin like a snake
as I raised the crystal flake -
full of blood
and a spell has been cast.
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