The Pact

The wind gust
The snow drifts
The darkness and the vortex
Corpses in corsets - kiss your cerebral cortex

The moonlight
No torches
On foot - no horses
Slain before us - the bold dies
Death watching us through wolves eyes

“Here(hear) inside ... who calls for us?”

In the woods, meant falls for us(phosphorus)
Fire born the whore gone - if you make the pact before dawn
He will cure uncertainty
So glorious
So serpentine

Sign in blood or go insane

So
In the book
I wrote my name

{beating me - a bright flame before me - to gnow me- beat me - a guiding star above me to show me - beat me a smooth path below me - direct me - beat me - the dragon within me protect me \
With - Deeeaaattttthhh}