Witches and Satanists

I think there's nothing cooler than being a lone Wolf, except at wolf picnics when you don't have A partner for the wolf wheelbarrow races. I began as a lone shadow Spell. And at the end, I became a lost Soul. I'm so old, just one step Away. From a tree, an old forest tree. I will return, Raining blood and fear and terror upon my enemies As they burn. I am friends with the lord of Witches. And I know a few Satanists too