Black magic

In love and war casualties a must

But who or what can we trust

Witches and warlocks elves and pigmies

Are some of the few circling thee

You lust for the new to fuel your breath

Heart is a pumping within your breast

The silver key of darkness and triangular top

Eye within eye all sight was lost

Hear them all crying moaning and hurt

The soldier of height has fallen from his hearth

A long haired white witch has joined her crew

You were her gremlin her soldier of blue

Never was a white witch for the story is written

Of black she was always but now you are bitten

Do not listen the fruits of loin has a plan

To rock you of your pedestal and drop you where you stand

The demons and warlocks of black magic dance around

The contract was written hear them scream blood is found

Instincts are powerful so listen to them

Not the voice of the loins but a friend of a friend.