Magick
Mystic myte
Magick fright
Athems, Elementals, whatever you might
Be it Black nor White
Neither do you see right
On a dark and lonely night.
I hide my only fear
Behind this lonely tear
I cast this spell for you to hear
The words I speak so clear
Nothing here to hold so dear
This is my frontier.
Draw this pentagram upon my floor
Secure the windows and the door
Call forth the elementals to adore
I cast this spell once more
I’ll heal your wounds and cure your sore
And here you shall stay, forevermore
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