Me casting a spell is natural,
You knowing how to suffer is not.
You can’t love me as I’m into witchcraft.
I’m made up of stardust and the mud in the forest,
A deadly combination of land and the sky,
I am not a lethal soul,
I’m the sun and moon as a whole.
With the Golden shine, I turn the essence.
I am utterly truthful to the one having my heart,
As the goddess in me is wilder than you can think,
I am the validity of living.
A helper to the needy, a kind soul,
I ain’t let going greedy, even stuck in the threshold.
The magic still had a life, in my songs and my mind,
I can be disastrous but still, I let the other shine,
But my magic can’t be restrained.