Wicked

Down the trail, my spells burn all
You intended to erase in a glance

they could never get out,
when she started to pour out
all the pain
as day gave birth
to a new day
I saw the dawn,
through her hair

The stars were witness on that night
I still can smell their fear
Crystal Lake tainted in blood

Ignite
Ignite

Ignite, my scars
and
let them drown
Embraced pain
no chance to escape

They never get out,
when she started to pour
waves of rage
crimson strain
to a new day
I saw the dawn through her hair.