Dark Mistress Poem by Eric Niehoff

Mysterious, dark mistress of the night
Wielding powers of hell’s delight

Commanding the dead through thought alone
Future conquests still unknown

Conjuring flames from her palm
Absent emotions, deadly calm

Blood soaked clothes, skull in hand
Darkness overcomes the land

Ghoulish grins on disheveled flesh
Living die, dead soldiers refresh

Glowing eyes and jagged teeth
Dragging souls to hell beneath

Spell’s been cast on hallowed ground
New queen of the dark has been crowned