Queen St

Thee I Invoke, bornless one
          	All woman, pure predator
          	Wherein conspiracy and impulse dwell
          	Like a seething fall from grace
          	
          	Thou art pale Hecate
          	Rising from thessaly
          	
          	You're in my dreams
          	The Darkness in my heart
          	The rapture in their screams
          	Black Goddess Rise...
          	
          	Queen St --