Testo di Hecate

Ochre dust coats a thousand paths Arachnid web of twisting guts Uncoil in hub flayed to shreds Shriveled heart torn from withered breast Hecate awaits where crossroads split Like entrails burst from belly slit In nexus stark a widow's nest Silent as stone, still as death Deep in shadows cast by gallows Crown a shroud of crows and arrows Curses drip off swollen tongue Exhaling gasp of blistered lung Night's bride sighs a gift of scythes Devours doubt to feed the hives Beneath the loll of broken necks Cracked jaws cackle last regrets She squats in clot of putrid copse Disease breathes a kiss which rots