Cursed Altar of Shadows

Sacred ground, candles drip wax on my wrath . Pentagram pass,

your shadow splits in half . Hooded like a reaper, my words cut

deeper . Echoes in the ether, now you sleepin' with the creatures

. Pages torn, my curse is scornin' norm. A storm forms,

thunder rolls where demons swarm. I curse you at my altar, flames rise higher.

Blood red skies, my voice sparks fire. Hexed and vexed ,

I twist your fate. Pray now too late, your soul's the

plate . Chalice filled with venom, sip the sins