Witches are immortal, & we're starting to see
You may have burned the bodies
But the spirits they fled free

Witches are ethereal, & we're starting to feel
Ashes may have fallen
But they nurtured seeds you plowed from fields

Witches, we're alive
and we're dressed in gleamed skin
Our eyes pierce through bones
And our hearts never wear thin

We'll push you to the edge
until you turn into your highest form
The weak fear us because they know through us humanity transforms

We call, witches arise
And climb up the holes
It's time to bless the soil and unchain the shackled souls

With words, we unfurl magic
With truths, we unveil strengths

With power so infinite
It lives ever; it is shared.

how many days have been

you lived through the cold

with seeping numbness

right through your holes



how many days have been

you lived with a void

hard to see or even hold

oblivious of its existence

but felt right through the bones



how many days have been

you slept under the muddles

you can’t even count or say and tell



the puzzled nights have passed

as you walk liberated

unchained from the hideous hooks

we bring in the fire

you thought you eternally loose



as the fire burn and rage and blaze

you glow and flare and free yourself from haze



keep the fire burning and let it all loose

never let anyone **** its ooze



cause life as we know it

can be cold and dark and filled with gloom

but with your weapon of warmth

you light up every corner

shimmer and smolder frosted nooks starved of life and vigor



until hell freezes over, ever bring in the fire

Ngiting pinagkakait
dahil sa pananakit

Pusong 'di nakakaramdam
ngayo'y pagod na't hinahapo

Nakakulong sa lilim ng mapagpanggap
ang natatanging nagagawa ay magsulat

Magsayaw o kaya'y umawit

Hindi dahil nagdiriwang
o kaya'y maligaya

Kundi itanggi, itakwil
lumbay na nadarama

Sudden jolts amidst an occupied mind
I see you
I feel you
I touch you

I go back to the moments unchained
untamed and fierce
Exhilarated with blood gushing
from uncertainty
Titillated for your every inch

These moments of longing for your existence is a jab to a frail heart

Deep down there is truth in a notion where you are only a temptation

Merely a decoy for delight

For my memory deceives me with depth
but the reality is facile

A clouded echo yet too real and alive
hard to resist
hard to excise

She's a ticking timebomb
With triggers of every bitter taste, she tries to swallow
And as she wallows in the dark,
drives by every thought
is a tick to the blow.

She's a ticking timebomb
And another tick-tock is growth to the bang

She holds carefully
and hides it like her fangs

Will it ever burst
Or soon just wane?

Whatever goes
However it turns

All she wants is anything but a bomb
she keeps in her chest
slowly beating just to blast.