In Strict Confidence

Eyes amidst the darkness
Incandescent like fire
Wicked souls assembled
Around the ethereal pyre
She lingers in the night
A tranquil look on her face
An aura of mystique
Enshrouds the place
Frozen with disquite
The voices evaporate
Sun lost sight
Fire causes hate
Tortured for sorcery
Accused by malicious eyes
Her body smolders into ashes
Her essence ascends
Surrealistic dreams
Darken her life
Angels of the underworld
Cause witchery to thrive