The Witch's Grimoire

The Witch's Grimoire

Ink drips black on tattered pages,
Spells are carved through endless ages.
Moonlight hums, the coven sings,
Feel the pull of secret things.

Turn the key and break the seal,
The words ignite, the magic’s real.
Smoke and fire, blood and lore,
Step inside the Witch’s Grimoire.

🔮 Pages burn, the night takes hold,
Whispered spells of myths untold.
Fate is written, signed in stars,
Dance beneath the midnight scars. 🔮

Cauldron bubbles, night grows deep,
Ancient power, none dare keep.
Drink the potion, speak the name,
Nothing here will stay the same.

Turn the key and break the seal,
The words ignite, the magic’s real.
Smoke and fire, blood and lore,
Step inside the Witch’s Grimoire.

🔮 Pages burn, the night takes hold,
Whispered spells of myths untold.
Fate is written, signed in stars,
Dance beneath the midnight scars. 🔮

Storms may rise and rivers break,
But none escape the path they take.
One last line, a final breath,
Magic lingers beyond death...

Candles flicker, shadows sigh,
Turn the page and say goodbye...