Witch's Broom from SEVIT by SEVIT

Witch’s Broom

Her hair like jade her mind a rage
She took my heart but it was frayed
We were
Accidental necromancers
We were
Running from our past disasters

I did not see her coming
I was not there to watch her leave

Her eyes were red with fire
I begged please take me higher
Higher than the moon
Riding on a witch’s broom
She dared the dead defy her
She danced a funeral pyre
Brighter than the moon
Riding on a witch’s…

In a murder house where monsters play
She wrote the spell for fools to fade
We were
Going where we were not wanted
We were
Sleeping in a room that’s haunted

I did not see her coming
I was not there to watch her leave

Her eyes were red with fire
I begged please take me higher
Higher than the moon
Riding on a witch’s broom
She dared the dead defy her
She danced a funeral pyre
Brighter than the moon
Riding on a witch’s…

She saunters past a nameless grave
They call her name but no one’s saved
We were
Hiding in The Church’s corners
We were
Easy prey for all the mourners

I did not see her coming
I was not there to watch her leave

Her eyes they raged with fire
She said “I’ll take you higher”
Higher than the moon
Riding on a witch’s broom
She dared the dead defy her
She danced a funeral pyre
Brighter than the moon
Riding on a witch’s broom

Her eyes were red with fire
I begged please take me higher
Higher than the moon
Riding on a witch’s broom
Riding on a witch’s broom

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