The Raven's Incantation Un-divine- By: the damned
Revealing the disposition
She awkwardly fell to the ground
Collapsed without warning
Died without making a sound
Blood trickled from her mouth
It slowly dripped from her lifeless lips
Her eyes stared forth towards nothing
But beauty still resonated from her corpse
Her golden hair shifted in the wind
Almost animate and still reaching out
Rays of moonlight crossed her face
It refracted off her now drying tears
Her hand was still warm
As I placed it in mine
Fingers so fragile and small
Skin so soft and turning cold
There was death inside her
But there was beauty still portrayed
Her body laid motionless
As wolves began to howl
A violent wind roared from the trees
And a raven crowed overhead
A black squall of clouds rolled in
An embodiment of leaves enveloped her remains
Fog summoned itself from the air
From the ground to the sky
And with a god-awful crack of thunder
It all disappeared into the ether
Her expired body was gone
I could not even sense her specter
On the ground where she did lay
Was a single drop of blood that remained
The air was silent
The night was still
My eyes filled with horror
The enchanted vision was over
And I ran home to her
Within the hour I was at the house
All the lights were out
The windows were all open
The blinds fluttered lightly about
As I walked the stairs up
My heart was charged with fear
I prayed to god for her to be resting
Sleeping silently in bed
As I drew-near the bedroom
I stopped before the door
My mind was taken up with fright
I knew what I had seen in those woods
I turned the handle slowly
My hand was sweaty and cold
It clicked ambiently
The door came ajar
A rush of icy air seeped through the crack
The room was dark and silent
My eyes could see only nothing
It seemed hours passed before they adjusted to the sight
Her sleeping body was not in the bed!
I looked frantically around
From a beam on the ceiling she hung
A noose tight around her neck!
I cried out in terror
Her dead body suspended in the room
I cried out in terror
Hugged her legs, kissed her feet
The raven! The raven!
Black feathers on the bed!
A single drop of blood on the pillow
But she had never bled!
Demons in the forest!
Her face was white as snow
Her eyes peered ghastly down
Like they were peering into mine
The raven! The raven!
Spirit of darkness and spite
Push back time, push back the wolves
That howl in the haunted trees at night
God of the skies!
Rain death no more
Scatter your darkened heavens
Let the moon shine forevermore, forevermore!
