Blue fire behind the eyes
Swamp methane the cruel lip excuses
The ritual is conducted worshippers endure injury
Blue fire somewhere among the overgrown reeds
Phantoms peep their origins caught transpierced in the tunnel
Revolving where the soul is churned to vapor
severance of the spirit that never made it to the other side
Maimed conscience and rage in the eyes a boiling blue flame
Forbidden lands claimed by swamp and specter
Behind the convent a rogue witch utters profane spells
Ripples form on thick inky miasmic water
The entity rises blue flame in its eyes
Unleashed upon the village
The cold fingers pulling out awning thatch
lighting it all up from incandescent eyes
In the other hand dragging the screaming witch