The love of a witch runs deep like a well,
She′ll hold you, she'll heal you, cast off your hell.
With hands like the forest, with fire in her veins,
She′ll give all her soul just to soften your pain.
Don't you take her for granted,
Don't think she′s your own.
The Earth and the witch, they′re not to be chained,
And their blessings can dance away like leaves when the wind has flown.
You plundered her kindness, you took from her hands,
Like the Earth that you ravage, the seas, and the lands.
Her heart like the rivers, her strength like the stone,
But even the strongest won't carry your throne
Don′t you take her for granted,
Don't you think she′s your own.
For the Earth and the witch, they're not to be chained,
And their blessings can dance away like leaves when the wind has flown.
When she walks away, don′t curse her name,
It's your greed and your lies that have smothered this flame.
You wane in her absence, like drought on the plain,
Her blessings are gone, the only curse cast is your regret and your shame.
But don't you take her for granted,
Don′t you think she′s your own.
For the Earth and the witch, they're not to be chained,
And their blessings can dance away like leaves when the wind has flown.
When she walks away, don′t curse her name,
It's your greed and your lies that have smothered this flame.
You wane in her absence, like drought on the plain,
Her blessings are gone, the only curse cast is your regret
The love of a witch runs deep like a well,
But she won′t stay to heal your darkness if you bring her hell.
If you hurt her, betray her, or take her in vain,
She'll leave you to drown in the weight of your pain.
The love of a witch runs deep like a well,
But she won′t stay to heal your darkness if you bring her hell.
If you hurt her, betray her, or take her in vain,
She'll leave you to drown in the weight of your pain.
