A witch's love, perhaps a hatred

the love may fade, the torch won't

They said a witch
Could hex a man
A million times
Perhaps I am

Burned through the ground
Consecrated
Deep in the land
Gone forever

Still...

The memory
Remains in me
And the fire won't
Be gone, just until

I will be reborn

Just like himself
They're all wicked
With rotten hearts
Abused them witch

However, them
Witch cursed and ask
Would they do that?
Weak though hopeful

To be kind?

But then again
I am betrayed
Thus, the power
To love comes hate