Khata crouches at my door by the Wayfarer of Night,
Who came singing songs of flattery, flirtation and fright.
And whilst he speaks in my voice, as part of his illusion,
Khata darkens the exit, until I reach their conclusion.
So I feed the singing traveller and get to star in his tale,
“The Serenade of Hell” whilst Khata's feeding as well.
And when he’s left and I’ve cleaned from that party before,
I’ll hear his song from afar, and that scratch at my door…
Inspired by Genesis 4:7 and 2 Samuel 12:4
~Poet of Ephraim
Who came singing songs of flattery, flirtation and fright.
And whilst he speaks in my voice, as part of his illusion,
Khata darkens the exit, until I reach their conclusion.
So I feed the singing traveller and get to star in his tale,
“The Serenade of Hell” whilst Khata's feeding as well.
And when he’s left and I’ve cleaned from that party before,
I’ll hear his song from afar, and that scratch at my door…
Inspired by Genesis 4:7 and 2 Samuel 12:4
~Poet of Ephraim