The Siren's Song Poem by Daniel Richerson

Ignore the hunger stirring within
Once the Siren’s song is sung
Embrace the soft, compelling voice
That whispers with Enochian tongue

Reveal the lies of the Mystics
Who have razed and ravaged your soul
A soul, once strong, now rendered meek
Now, too sullied to unify and become whole

Subjects of their soiled kingdoms
Their salacity ripened with lecherous lust
Spawned from a Nadir far beyond
A devious realm, eternally teemed with dust

This settles into the eternal sands of time
And seals our fates as it slowly spills away
Firmly clawing at our hearts and minds
While turning day to night, then night to day

What’s left, with a soul now tarnished?
One stained with the sorrow of previous pain
Cursed by the kiss of demonic sigils
Released to afflict the souls that remain

- Daniel Richerson