I was born of breath, of a fire long past In the ashes of an ancient craft My mistress calls with silent tongue She speaks to rain, to winds, to ones long gone I am the oath in the cold, cold ash The witchling's companion, the priestess’ chant When she dances free beneath the night I am her cry, her breath, her life Her fingers trace the runes in soil Her heart beats wild to the mad drum's toil I guard the circle, I watch the stone I dwell within her power unknown I am the oath in the cold, cold ash The enchantress’s companion, the chant When she dances free beneath the night I am her cry, her breath, her life They call me omen, demon, curse But I’m the echo of truths far worse I am the eye in shadow bound The silent ally, duskward found I am the black shadow, thread and flame The keeper of her secret name And when the final dusk draws near I’ll guide her soul with steps unclear Along the path no mortal sees Into the night where spirit flees ~ 🧚 Each of my songs has been crafted with all my heart, soul, and personality, in worlds that make me dream, with lyrics written to allow my imagination to come to life. Thank you for respecting the copyright on the lyrics, music, and illustrations🤍 ✨ I'm happy to take you with me into realms of legends, wonder, and magic. Thank you for your support ! 😌
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