Mirror Mirror on the wall
A Curse to those that refuse to heed my call
By the Candle and the Bell
With secret herbs from the Dell
In the Cauldron I cast my will
A Curse to those that refuse to heed my call
By the Candle and the Bell
With secret herbs from the Dell
In the Cauldron I cast my will
Brew the potion that could kill
Just a drop on hair or nail
Will bring you back
Or to Hell you sail
For I am the Prism Witch
Both Light and Dark
Born first of old before the Ark
And now I live again
Ride the Magick of the Wind
Crossing me is Mortal Sin
In the end
I always Win
TDK / The Druid King
(c) 2014 George King
Just a drop on hair or nail
Will bring you back
Or to Hell you sail
For I am the Prism Witch
Both Light and Dark
Born first of old before the Ark
And now I live again
Ride the Magick of the Wind
Crossing me is Mortal Sin
In the end
I always Win
TDK / The Druid King
(c) 2014 George King
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