Winged Priestess - Mortuary Drape

There are presences inside the wood, in the glade a feast of elf

Flying through the wind and time … elemental exhalation

Conventicola of the night, every breath blow with the flame

Shining sky last days of April … every one is free to be

A ties of blood, body spirit, nocturnal copulation tantric

Dream, earth and the beyond … an elf, a monster, a man, a spirit

Behind the veil, a severe woman seated on the throne

Between her eyes the immortal flame

Exhausting dance, embrace on the altar

Winged Priestess making love, with all her children