The Widow Black

Under the light red like wine
See her glare, with eyes lupine
Fur and claws, a sight divine
A pheromone machine, aimed at the spine
With eyes lupine.

Submission, her subtle art
From free will, you must part.

Whispering in tongues of yore
Of spells and forgotten lore
She commands, I implore
Crawling, creeping on all fours.

Submission, her subtle art
From free will, you must part.

Bewitched by the scorpion on my lips
The face that launched a thousand ships
Howl my name and shudder
Even the darkness has its wonders
Off she wanders, the widow black
The widow black.

Behold the queen, behold the concubine
The cathedral where lust lies… lies enshrined.

Let the night be lit my apocalypse.

Bewitched by the scorpion on my lips
The face that launched a thousand ships
Howl my name and shudder
Even the darkness has its wonders
Off she wanders, the widow black
The widow black
The widow black.