Into the Cave

A foreshadowing opening like a hungry maw.
Shadows swallow you like a funeral shroud.
A dank miasma of moldering death.
The morbid stench churns your bowels…
II.
Bats' fangs drip with black sickened BLOOD.
& vermin gnaw upon babes' tender bones.
Foetid carrion breath upon your neck
As she whispers curses in your year…
Chorus: Into the cave, the horrid witch calling…
Behold your DOOM as the darkness is falling…