Women of the Wand
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I looked upon your face It’s weathered marks and lines You three sisters of fate Who wield the strings of time Condemned to live inside these wretched walls Unholy ones, you heed your master’s call : Black Ashes Enchantress I rode from far and wide To take a Morai’s head No sympathy for cowards Three witches to be bled You stalk the night, your wicked deeds be done You’ll burn tonight, you women of the wand : Black ashes Enchantress (yeah) This is my last Chance at reprievе My God, my sword My legacy I’ve nevеr felt this hell before Feels like my brain is trying to scream My deeds have stirred a devil’s scourge A menace from my darkest dreams
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 08, 2026