"Black Magic Man"

Black Magic Man.

Then somehow it came to be
the door opening a devil in me,
the dreaded black magic man
dancing a curse for demons,

a dim light the fire may argue
who the devil to deviate within,
deliberation with a sorceress
her spell of witchcraft being,

Zodiacal sign, the scorpion.
Swinging his segmented tail
buried deep, swirling round
piercing, poisoning my brain.

My mind wondering why
the crows flying at night,
beady eyed at my grave
deep dark the cave in me,

lingering within a thought.
Death where is your sting
my shame to be there now,
furnace fired burning in hell?