Skies shift to a blackened gray
As the flagrant witch melts away
Skin boiled till it burst
Beware of her blackened curse
Her anger smolders with the coals
She has powers no one knows
The devils' goddess turned to ashes
Sky turns red and drips her blood
Tree limbs slither like snakes
As this form takes its shape
Rising from the smoldering coals
Is a beast thing from the unknown
Hunts your children day and night
She won't stop till there's no life
A losing battle in your strife
Raging war against mankind
Tentacles snatch up her prey
Razor sharp teeth sink through flesh
The demon awaits till there's no breath
Stare in its eyes and see your death
Tree limbs slither like snakes
As this form takes its shape
Rising from the smoldering coals
Is a beast thing from the unknown
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