Evoking the Moon Goddess

Certain forces can be called
In the wide gates of hell
Raise the lighted torches
In the fading earth

Far below the soil
Among the loose stones
Buried sting circled above
Knives like claws

Plant the seed of death
Enter my cold heart
Cut clean in half
Form the five pointed star

Evoking the moon goddess
Evoking the lights of darkness

Certain forces can be called
In the wide gatеs of hell
Raise the lightеd torches
In the fading earth

Far below the soil
Among the loose stones
Buried sting circled above
Knives like claws

Forked lightning strike the sky
Incessant peals of thunder
A frightful storm a howl of rage
The two moons darken yonder

Clad in weird garments
Dragged from the tombs
Drums and chants begins
In praise of the grim moons

Evoking the moon goddess
Evoking the lights of darkness