Poems from Howitzer
These evil Nymphs, riseFrom enchanted waters, withA beauty echoedBy moonlight, they tease men, whilstDrifting, through death taint...
On this chilled night, aPale entity, seeks revenge,For these two Wizards,Who practice necromancy,Rose it, from eternal rest
She's shoved, under theseOld archways, while this Preist, whoSpeaks in Forgottentongue, banishes dark demons,From her newly blessed body
Basking on raggedRocks, amassed with smashed wrecks, theseCreatures, lure ships, thatPass their abandoned cove, withDeadly, beautiful...
This mischievous,Little fiend, creeps, under theseBranches, whilst robbingAn executed body,Of its diabolic soul