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protective spell
this is just for fun a spell falls from lips
karma's wheel is spinning
it is eyeing you and taking just revenge
you think you're smarter than everyone
the divine bears witness to your treachery
assaulting your body the things you do to me are manifesting on you body
you enjoyed harming me it's out of my hands
I'm going to step back and let it happen
the assault on your pride and freedom
cloying smell of death
I'm ready to face my maker
he knows my intent was pure
your Sadistic need for filth it is part of your nature
feigning love to obtain what you want
your intent is seen by the watchers
this is a binding spell
any evil weapon you form against me
will booberang hitting you where it hurts your pride
my thoughts rise
with whispers your vanity will be affected
the way you attacked my self esteem
I warned you long ago
don't lie to me if you're not feeling it
then go play elsewhere sadly people who have harmed me
were recompassed harshly
painful understanding I don't pick up a weapon
I vowed there would be no blood on my hands
no magic will be used against you
I refuse to wield it
in another life I was a Beserker
and once blood was tasted
and my rage freed
insane with vengeance
it devestated me taking a heavy toll
so I will allow karma to act
and not get in its way
even with prayer
I am to use my magics
so I will say a protective spell
feather of dove let my peace take flight
entering the place of my origins where I am free
walking the land of the dead
I still witness sparks of life
it is not completely void
that is enough for me, now
karma's wheel is spinning
it is eyeing you and taking just revenge
you think you're smarter than everyone
the divine bears witness to your treachery
assaulting your body the things you do to me are manifesting on you body
you enjoyed harming me it's out of my hands
I'm going to step back and let it happen
the assault on your pride and freedom
cloying smell of death
I'm ready to face my maker
he knows my intent was pure
your Sadistic need for filth it is part of your nature
feigning love to obtain what you want
your intent is seen by the watchers
this is a binding spell
any evil weapon you form against me
will booberang hitting you where it hurts your pride
my thoughts rise
with whispers your vanity will be affected
the way you attacked my self esteem
I warned you long ago
don't lie to me if you're not feeling it
then go play elsewhere sadly people who have harmed me
were recompassed harshly
painful understanding I don't pick up a weapon
I vowed there would be no blood on my hands
no magic will be used against you
I refuse to wield it
in another life I was a Beserker
and once blood was tasted
and my rage freed
insane with vengeance
it devestated me taking a heavy toll
so I will allow karma to act
and not get in its way
even with prayer
I am to use my magics
so I will say a protective spell
feather of dove let my peace take flight
entering the place of my origins where I am free
walking the land of the dead
I still witness sparks of life
it is not completely void
that is enough for me, now
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