Hecate’s Sisters, the Horrors of Hell
Born out of Blisters at the toll of the bell
Furies so fatal, inspirers of fear
Dread Daughters of Darkness destroy all that is dear
As I walk alone through the forest of Shadow
My mind grows clear and I question what I know
All my days were spent unconcerned with others
All the horrible things I did to my brothers
Come flying back like a burning bat of fire
They are howled at me by the infernal choir
The Sisters of Sin with their hair all of snakes
Found me fast asleep in front of a lake
They crawled into my Cares through a crack in the wall
And taught me True Terror was born in the fall
As I walk alone through the pastures of the damned
And the world’s crumbling down, things didn’t go as planned
And I wish I knew, at the start of my nocturnal journey
All the things I’ve now learned from this Fantastic Fury
Things would be different now, I’d do things another way
I can’t change the past and the Furies want their play
My days have grown dreadful disturbing and dark
Their malicious arrows have found many a mark
Guilt is my gift for sins O so great
Horror is the handmaiden for all of my hate
They wail when I wake, horrible howls haunt my days
The Suicide Sisters will soon take me away
They scream in my ears, their claws scratch at my face
The Queens of despair will not forget my disgrace
They chase me and scream, curse and spit on my head
These relentless Furies will haunt me ‘til I am dead
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