The Preacher Came To Town - Darkwoods My Betrothed

A peaceful town down by the lake

A cradle of goodness and righteousness it was said

Quite prosperous one might add

Rye fields, cattle, and the riches of the lake

Fallacious was their dormancy of shelter

Blindfolded had they themselves with the shadow of the cross

This dormancy lasted until a dusk in August

A preacher came, handsome enough to wet any lady

He was greeted with warmth and friendliness

Though a bit of jealousy showed on the looks of the men

Nobody wondered why he spoke no words of god

And his eyes were glued to women’s bodies

Nobody simply paid any attention to it

Especially the women enchanted by his attractiveness

Until one day the paint on the church walls began to crumble

The crop festered and the cattle began to die

The wives disappeared just before midnight

Only return before the first rays of sunrise

It began to show at the end of the month

The crop and the cattle dead, ground frozen, famine awaited

Vanished was the atmosphere of honesty and good will

People became wary of each other for anybody could have

Evoked this curse upon them