The Encounter

Upsetting falling Force
Under unusual overcast skies
Fearfully your eyes follow the oddness
Disappearing behind menacing hills
Silently approaching
Feeling your quivering heart
Four emerging shapes from the mist
Your trembling gaze they contemplate
Why are you there
In your paralyzed self
And the reason you lay amongst Them
Shall the blood flowing through
Their sorceries be yours?
Reborn in this lie
Bewitching vanishing force
And now you believe in God