My entry to Kevin’s weekly NTT

Storm dancing on the top of a mound of lava, she loved it when it rained
It helped her forget of all the bullshit that she held in such great disdain
The scent of the waves as they lapped around the lava rocks forming below
Helped free her mind and revel a direction which she should eventually go

With a quarter moon shining brightly into the night of a rain swept sky
She completed her pirouette while singing to the Gods sitting up high
Praising the river of lava that flowed out to the meet the crashing waves
She cast an incantation for the beast of burden to come forth on this day

The Gods heard her incantation and provided her an easy sign to see
Within the rise of a new full moon, a great beast would bow at her feet
Her plan was so simple, To bring mayhem to all of the human race
So she waited for the new moon to unveil her destructive beasts new face

Under a new moon, clouds parted to let the beast come forth in the night
A sword of glowing gold he held in his left hand, prepared to start the fight
As his feet touched down on the scared ground of this lava built land
Mayhem and destruction once again would soon be coming from his hand

Wings that shined bright opened, reveling a titanium suit ready for a war
He approached the Queen of lava, bowing down before her at her door
No words were spoken in the light of the midnight's full moon that glowed
Her warrior waiting for the suggestion to bring the wrath he could bestow

In those quiet moments before the storm was to commence in full disaster
She whispered to him her thoughts on becoming his only true master
A warrior brought forth from a magical spell of grand proportions of fate
Could ensure her legacy of the 'Lava Queen' of tremendous rage and hate

The full moon is bringing trouble out in the night, I feel it growing inside
The Lava Queen is back, play her games of chaos without trying to hide
She laid a spell on me years ago, causing me pain in each full moons stage
With each passing month I am filled with an unsatiable burning rage

Again I burst forth through the rain soaked night of mystical turmoil
To search for the witch who wears the perfume of rotten cod oil
She loves to dance under the full moon on stormy nights such as these
Looking for lost souls to capture and bind under her lustful sexy tease

I spot her across the lake and I fall into a hardened full speed sprint
Roaring lustful growls of passion, the spell she cast having my mind bent
Her warrior standing in front of her, she believes that safety is hers alone
But he is weak against the  spell she placed on me with that bloodstone

 As she sees the rage that pierces the titanium suit of armor with ease
Her warrior falls to the ground and she is no longer feeling peace
Her incantation is slowly falling apart under the full moons glare
Another misplaced trust in her ability to cast spells of total despair

The beauty of the 'Lava Queen' is astounding as I gaze into her starry eyes
Still under her magical spell I feel the need for lustful satisfying lies
So as the warrior fades into dust and the dancing sparks of fire ignite
She throws one more spell at me, trying to stop what will happen tonight

The spell proves to be useless against the first spell she cast upon me
Revenge will be mine after years spent in this hell of lustful fantasy
As I slow down and scout the meadow that I find her standing in
The horizonal storm dance of lust is ready to put this spell to an end 

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