Wind Walker

Down in the desert valley she walks with a lamb
Holding the sacred parchment and dagger in her hand
Dropped to her knees right before an altar of bone
Her offer sacrificed to the order of the goat
Eclipse the sun above Her dagger spilling the blood
She’ll trade her mortal soul To change his heart of stone.
Vowing only to walk the path of the night
To draw her power from demons that flee from the light
Denouncing God and all frivolous forms of faith
Her broken heart now replaced with lust and hate.
Invoke the darkest one
Black out the desert sun
You take the witches oath
To cure his heart of stone
Now it is done and the darkest witch shall roam
Until forever all hail that goddess of stone
You say you’re all alone
Can’t bind this heart of stone.
You sold your mortal soul
Now roam all time alone.