She rolled in on burning tires.
Her eyes dark and devilish.
Fire blazing- burning bright.
A Wytche's spell shall bind the night.
So shallow the pools with the pearl on the surface.
The glaze of light the finds thy eyes.
And the Wytche's spell is in your mind.
The dark and light shall bind.
The life of the Gods and the light of their minds.
The Wytche's spell shall cast tonight.
The Wytche's words you must recite.
The Wytche's dance must take flight.

The Wytche's love
The Wytche's light
The fallen wood
The darkened sight
The hallelujah of the song
The dancing flames go on and on.