the trees never planned on being money the honey never planned on being for sale my body never planned for this price on Earth
She's laid to rest when the sun is bright. On Autumn's eve, she duels the night. She gyrated, joked and caused a rite. Causing chaos to all in sight. Pupils white, she chants through the night. CHAZ CHAZ CHAZ CHAZ Once he's beckoned, there's no turning back. He charms them with his smile. He enchants … Continue reading The Witch.