in the clearing 

a soft glow is seen 

burning embers amidst an evil gathering 

closer still 

a murmering drone echoes 

through the once tranquil forest 

chants of devilish blashphemy 

are heard from the gathering 

voices raised to the ancient serpent 

with delight and disgust he listens 

appalled by ignorant summoning 

he knows their fate if the 

evil deeds should remain 

therefore 

the chanting must cease 

their mouths must no longer 

bring forth profane utterance 

silence the blasphemous chanting 

diabolical summoning be still 

unholy chants 

terminated 

still the echoes 

nocturnal silence 

a blanket of peace covers the forest 

return to tranquility