Oracle - Huntress

Sacrifice at the temple

Sanctuary of the wise

Hail to the virgin oracle

She’s the priestess of Delphi

Vapors rise as she gazes through

Bleeding eyes

Omens wise slip from her lips of your

Demise

Breathing fumes from the cracked stone

Hallucinating at her shrine

Seated high on her gold throne

She’s the vessel divine

Vapors rise as she gazes through

Bleeding eyes

Omens wise slip from her lips of your

Demise

I hear the voiceless and the slain

Blood falls around you like the rain

I hear the voiceless and the slain

I feel the never-ending pain