The Ghost And The Witch
A ghost who walks through the world all alone
With a heart as cold as an ancient bloodstone
There was a time when magic was on his side
And a beautiful witch took his soul for a ride
She said I will be with you through Heaven or Hell
And she blinded and bound him with her wicked spell
She said you are the one with whom I’ll end my days
Through the bleakest storms or the warming sun’s rays
Something went wrong as the spell took it’s hold
She remained young and beautiful but he just grew old
No longer was he the one she loved the most
And the man turned into a bitter old ghost
Haunting and flying and crying forever
Knowing that what was to be now will never
Trying to get that witch out of his head
Wanting to die but he’s already dead
A faded ghost between Heaven and Hell
Searching for some way to break that witch’s spell
The witch she still rides on the wind in the night
And the ghost cries for her under stars and moonlight
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