This witch is back and you're the one
Descended from the pious jerk
Who burned me at the stake for fun,
Interrupting my devil's work.
So centuries have passed and I
Am back thanks to you reading some
Of my old spell book, you'll know why
Your doing that was really dumb,
'Cause now you're gonna fall in love
With me and I will own you whole,
Take time and pleasure thinking of
All the ways to torment your soul.
This witch is back to cast a spell
And put you into living hell.
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