Karn (Planet) Evil 3: Sisters Of Flame Poem by Kevin Patrick

Black jeweled caverns with a thousand eyes of night
Shade cursed omens under walls of hematite
Down stone cathedrals the fires raging apogee
In saturnine chants from red witches marquees

Oh you must come down, come here the witches sounds

Hear Sisters of the flame, dance around a pyre
Floating in a frenzy, of vulture whiplash choir
Fires lick their mouths psychic emanations march
Telekinetic season's rain, nerves are all now parch

Oh do please come near, the devils wives are hear

Come here to hear their flame, come here to feel their song
This is not your domain; you will not be here long
Clairvoyants cast their cards, in a vapor cloud
See it in high definition, in liquid sapphire shrouds

Oh you must relax, let the dragons lick your back

and foul phantoms rise, in your cerebral vision
red sisters casts their marks with sirens precision
Look at the old maven, her eyes black as dead dreams
She will eat your reason, ‘til your nothing left but screams

Oh come enjoy the show, it's more fun than rock and roll