The demons told me that I was damned
I laughed and snarled, “Then Damned I must be!”
The angels then told me that I was unclean,
I laughed and hissed, “Then unclean I must be”
Then the animals came and told me I was free
I laughed and whispered, “Then free I am”
When the world was new and the stars were maidens
There was a people, beautiful and strange
They spoke with every voice on earth
And moved like water and lightning
They were sparks, cast from the cosmic forge
Too perfect for this place of men
They disappeared in a rapture of fire
And I hear they live just up there.
Her eyes burn with the light of July,
And hair of August fields,
Her lips are the sacred pink of Spring
And her body the rich strength of Summer.
Her voice is both the singing of the lark
And the soft snarl of a vixen
Her hate is ice, a cold fury
And freezes your very soul
Her love is the warm rain and lightning
And makes you feel alive
Be careful my children, listen well to me
For beyond the pine trees a wolf waits, dark and insatiable
He prowls the night, howling, calling you from your beds
You’ll be tempted my girls but listen! He can appear your friend.
I entered into his shadow den when I was young and his eyes were bright and yellow
he sang softly and whispered the secrets of the night
I let him take a bite from me and it left me torn and scarred
So be careful my flowers and listen well.
Don’t let the beast inside!