by Draconis Blackthorne
Filled with joy and Solstice cheer
Hellflames aglow in the fireplace pit
Casts dancing spectres and faces and wit
Sights and sounds of evocative bane
Visions of devils and demons to stay
The rain and the snow, and the sleet and the hail
Wishes are whispered upon the ice gails
A Presence draws nearer, a lingering friend
A shadow reflection, through gates I did send
Eyes in wide wonder at the flickering light
When what to behold, what is in sight?
But a puff in the air which flashes midnight
There he stands proudly, in black and in red
Is Satan Claus smiling with horns, hooves, and fangs
A shiny black beard, He twirls with delight
With eyes of black coal, burning with might!
And what by The Baphomet's throne does he lay?
But carnal confections and philtres, what may
Gifts wrapped in opal, and ruby, and gem
To bring forth indulgence, and pleasure, and play
He uplifts the Cornu, echoing forth
With a "Hail Satan!" and "Happy Yuletide!"
Old Nick swirls his cloak into a Nine
In darkness He goes until the next time!