Lube Your Witches Well

Lube your witches well

For the dried out words you speak

May end up wicked and cruel

Flung back at you

Greater fools have fallen prey to love in the deep dark forest

And I can only offer tears and a sacrifice of red rose petals

It is easy to get lost in the night air when you are alone

As ecstasy passes like a shrieking spirit on the wind 

There is an abyss in the human heart 

That only a demon can fill before it runs away

Moisten your lips before you kiss her

And tell her what only two souls can share

Keep things wet while you can

Run your tongue across her body

Become one in the darkness of a dream

Hell's fire lies in a woman's amorous gaze

She is gone with the rising of the Sun

Moisten her skin with rank oils and perfume of newt

Then spray her with your hot seed

While she flails orgasmic on the sheets

These things I have learned from the most evil of witches

And in manuals of warlocks long deceased

Witches to this day still bear my sign

Against their will

Dried now like moist apricots 

Plucked from the nasty devil tree

Frozen in a memory

Still.