The Baptism and The Incubus

Dark and desolate, The Forces are at work.
Hideous laughter, Driving me berserk.
My sanity cracks like the dirt in the ground.
I scream out for help, but there's no one around.

The bloodthirsty cry emits from my soul.
Embracing my demons, making me whole.
Deceitful laughter echoes through my head.
Form the succubus in my dreams that left me for dead.

Now baptized in the flames of the fallen.
I've stacked my cards on the table, and called all-in.
I'm the giver and the taker.
The do-er and the faker.

Creeping through the night, past each car and ever house.
Sneaking along more quiet than a mouse.
Into your bedroom, I stealthily slide.
Alone in the dark, now no need to hide.

Even in your dreams you are not safe.
Nothing will protect you, not even your Faith.
I am the Incubus walking through your dreams.
Here in your sleep, there's no point to scream.

Even God cannot protect you from me.
The power of Evil in my eyes, all for you to see.
All to feel, is the pain in your womb.
As you come to realize that this is your tomb.

The Prince of Night is secreted in your body.
Now that you've fallen victim to your folly.
You are the bearer of the forbidden son.
Can't you see, you're left with nowhere to run?