Coven cast,
better run fast.
The new moon set, by full moon we purge.
Out of luck. I've seen your eyes,
Emerald tears, I've severed your ties.
As I walk down the path a force of fire will rise.
In the tides now and I'm making songs from these waves,
those chains that hold are man made by whims of slaves.
Lay one finger and torrential rains rush in.
Dead in your tracks before you even begin.
The stones are now set. Strategically placed.
I sit in the corner, my fingers are laced.
And Beware. and Beware.
Cut like a lock of your hair.
Hunting witches,
we either grant or ruin false wishes.
Once given power I'm the one that can diminish it still.
Dare take from my soul, In return I take as I will.
S.M.
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