Pulsar

That beating, burnt-out ember
Demon of self-destruction
I feel her signal pulsing into my mind

Black waves of death transmitting
Sweet words with honey dripping
She summons me to join her in her despair

I must steer my course from danger
And beware the hooded stranger
That way lies dead-end, no exit or return

Lighthouse with black beam sweeping
'Cross the aeons of forever
Luring voyagers to perish on her rockshore

Graveyard of aspiration
One moment's hesitation
And I am lost and drown in her endless night

She is guardian of disaster
Daring us to travel past her
In her lies dead-end, no exit or return

Raddled harlot, fallen woman
Lust consumed and turned her inward
Pock-marked, cratered, she exudes the reek of decay

And yet her passions smoulder
Obscene, she grows still bolder
And I am weak and almost prey to her power

Evil witch, dark hag of terror
Waiting for one single error
To entrap me with no exit or return