Witchburner

I will go back into the dark
I will go and meet all my makers just beneath
All shining eyes and broken teeth
I will go back beneath the trees
All I’ve asked every bit your beast
Am I not what you demand of me?
Blade and chain, ice and agony
I give your grace and scream your litany
I howl your name in crooked victory
Please, will you smile down on me?
Let me hear your voice, lay your hands on me
You will find your word carved deep and written true
If it’s fire you command
Then I will burn and they will too