Invocation to Lilith

"Invocation to Lilith"

I call upon the wind that steals the breath of man and snatches his
soul!
I call upon the Night Storm, the Dark Wind of Terror, and the
Screech Owl with bloodied claws!
I call upon she who wields the sharp sickle of the waning moon,
with which the threads of life and the fetters of fate are severed!
I call upon the feared goddess of the eclipsed moon, the devourer
of life force, who stalks her victims in their dreams!
I call upon the black-winged one, the bringer of endless
nightmares!
I call upon she who washes her hands and feet in the ever flowing
river of her victims’ blood and warms her cold limbs by the fires of
holocaust!
I call upon the enchantress of the Blood Moon, the demonic witch
with poisoned lips and venomous tongue!
I call upon my fatal mistress, the End of All Flesh, she who drinks
the blood of her enemies from the cups made out of their own sculls.