The Hissing Marshes

Seductress infernal, she twists into form

From slumber awakened

Aflame in the twilight, in league with the storm

To poison salvation

The thunderous echoes and the cries of the damned

Haunting the waters

Lost souls, they wander upon burning paths

Ripe for slaughter

The madness, the terror, the sin

Drink from the chalice of death

The bewitching force of the cloven hoof

Syphons the breath and soul

Dragged through thе hissing marshes

And into the deep

Dragged through thе marshes

Spellbound and willing, the grotesque divine

The grip of the Devil

The abyssal gateway betwixt life and death

Beckons the vessel

The hand’s feeble grasp - in ecstasy ravaged

Coiled in serpents

The pale kiss enchanting, the spirit adrift

The Water’s lament

The madness, the terror, the sin

Drink from the chalice of death

The bewitching force of the cloven hoof

Syphons the breath and soul

Dragged through the hissing marshes

And into the deep

Dragged through the marshes

Dragged through the hissing marshes

And into the deep

Dragged through the marshes

Into the water you go