The White Witch - Frayle

Open up my eyes

Summon the dead

Call them to my side

I call the wind

To make the leaves dance

I call the sea

To churn the tides

Like the white witch

I can walk upon water

Like the white witch

I can make black hearts shudder

Call upon the fray

Make my lungs burn

From the pyre we mourn

I am magic

I am fear

I am tragic

I am near

Like the white witch

I pledge myself to higher

Like the white witch

I get what I desire

Rain down from above

You know I rain fire down upon him

And I cannot forgive

This unyielding burning desperate sin

Distant coven of ash

Churn fires below

Make the heavens weep

Wound up in weeds

Thrash through the seam

Rip through the veil

Pray upon your beads

Like the white witch

I’ll bleed through the emotion

Like the white witch

I set my plan in motion

Rain down from above

You know I’ll rain down fire upon him

And I cannot forgive

This unyielding burning desperate sin