A Meeting Under a Tree
©2000 by Ross Klatte
A meeting under a tree
It's quiet just you and me
How's your job? How's your wife?
Did you bring the knife?
We gather under the moon
The time of sacrifice soon
Weather's fine, clear and mild
Did you find a child?
See smell hear
Feel the Lord of Darkness near
Let him in let him in
Let the rites begin