The Witch

All the burned desires within
Upon the cold altar of flesh
When her pulse was long gone
Repulsed by her twisted flesh

You filled me with your hate
With your lust and regret
The black witch of the night
Under the coldest of moons

The stench of a witch
You know you're disgusting
Yet it drives me insane
Reminder of a lost life

For I've made you into an altar
For you a sacrifice of death
Speak your curses for me
In your pain, I ride forever