by Naomi SV

A familiar howl guides your steps

To a rendez-vous in the forest depths

With a man said to be feared by many

A silhouette breaks up the sky

Tonight his shape is eight feet high

But you’re not afraid for your sisters stand by

When the moonlight dances on the evergreens

The ravens scream

You know just what it means

There’s someone standing at the crossroads

Waiting for your soul to meet

You say not a word as he outlines the terms

Your golden voice for a slice of his power

A quid pro quo like any other

He draws from your throat the siren fire

That seizes him with burning desire

For the power it holds over helpless mortals

When the moonlight dances on the evergreens

The ravens scream

You know just what it means

There’s someone standing at the crossroads

Waiting for a deal to seal