Upon this wood, we cast our net, Gleaming in the evening light. With drops of blood so tainted spill, We break down its wards of light. Dance round the circle, Once, Twice, Thrice. The elements now align. Yew, Iron, and Copper. Break upon our burning hands. For we call upon the powers beyond, Crumble those … More Sinister Countdown- Quattuor Carmina
meat torn from breathing flesh, ripens this death unexpected smell the dark blood flow, a beast most wicked awakens now, to scream upon a rising moon flee this scene with symbols written, and forget the safety of daylight night has fallen upon you, with marked sinew and claws reaching so long farewell one who has … More Sinister Countdown- Witch’s Curse
Light the fire, flint upon wick, Trick the monkey’s eyes a pinch. Stretch the bones and let blood dry, For now, we start our counting. Renew the circle and bring forth the wine, Taste more the darkness within us. For now, we start a counting. ‘Tis moon so full, and sky so shadowed, Before the … More Sinister Countdown- Primus Carmen
Prick thine thumbs and make thee bleed, Sit upon stone and twine each reed. Crieth out in deepest regret, Feel the coffers unto death. Dust each foot till shine doth dull, Cast out shades upon thine foe. Mark a branch with scarlet bright, Murmer murder with delight. Sing upon a moonless night, For soon it … More Sinister Countdown- Hallow’s Twighlight
Call upon the rending teeth, Curved as sickled scythe sweet. With twisting claw and gnawing bite, Halt the coming dawns’ first light. Upon this hour we witches sing, To raise sinew round bones again. Hunt our quarry once upon this our, And feast upon fears so sour. With a moon of blood newly risen, Set … More Sinister Countdown- Silent One
I spy a raven bare, With wings of thunderhead black. Upon a road of solid bone, A dragon lays its treasure rare. Move past the scale and fire bright, Into the darkest parts of night. Breathe into our bodies long rotten, A life and curse long forgotten. -M.E. InkOwl This is the Sinister Countdown. … More Sinister Countdown- Raven’s Boone
Bare my body to the core, As bloody feet slap on stone. We wake a sleeping giant, From its tremulous defeat. Draw a knife, Slice to the bone. You bite your nails to the quick, We draw ours against stone. Wake oh sleeping beast, And draw breath from living beings. Devour each with broken teeth, … More Sinister Countdown- Devouring Fate
pickle us a salamander tail add a leaf of nightshade gather fresh root of yew so sweet bottle up a scream of youth now wait for the shine of a dying star to guide your wicked hand true strike out with forgotten passion as we at last poison you -M.E. InkOwl
Gleeful are we, three sisters of darkness, Come dancing now to thee. The signs are crushed, and wards are broken, Draw near our time has come. For now, we have, the Greenwitch fair, Far innocent that was hoped for. And now with her, the dying begins, Our mission here is ending. Come forth from wells … More Nonus Naeniam
Drag the yew wood ’round the fire, Turn the stones dry side down. Pluck the wormwood from its sheath, And drive it underground. Call for the beetle and the grub, The pestilence now will come. Pick the bones clean, Begin the fun. -M.E. InkOwl
The Ink Owl 