Jemma Thompson8

I have jus turned 18 studying at Collage single bisexual and a little bit crazy

Witch Craft

The Craft

Rock music
Mass hysteria and false accusation
Our strange domination has no explanation
As fear plagues the nation your whole congregation
Say they should be caged in these women of Satan!
Yes there's masturbation, some ego inflation
But its shadows just congregate
So act on temptation and live by sensation
This is the reason you came to the creation
Rise oh flame, come join the game
They started a frenzy but we'll take the blame
A bare-chested dame, who goes by no name
Their arsenal's empty, all they have is shame
Same old energy baby, history repeats
Same old energy baby, they'll march you through the streets
Same old energy baby, they fear what they don't know
Same old energy baby, you've burned this way before
It's your damn fault boy, you handed us the broom
400 years ago sayin' 'you know what to do
Yes sir we do, beep, beep coming through
Close ya damn mouth my man, I told you we flew
She seethes and waits, legs bent to pounce
Schemes laugh, roll up, and ounce
We were just trying to heal, just tryna survive
A woman with magic is fine with him if
That magic is between her thighs
Rise oh flame, come join the game
They started a frenzy but we'll take the blame
A bare-chested dame, who goes by no name
Their arsenal's empty, all they have is shame
Same old energy baby, history repeats
Same old energy baby, they'll march you through the streets
Same old energy baby, they fear what they don't know
Same old energy baby, you've burned this way before
How dare a girl defy the man disturbing all the peace
They'll cuss you in the lights but cry your name between their sheets
A healing touch, a naked breast, sage and skin of a snake
No matter what the good you did, you'll wind up at the stake
She's a highway wreck but you can't look away
Might haunt you for days, and yet your eyes stay
On her sweet flesh right where shoulder meets wing
On the burnt grass everywhere she has been
Rise oh flame, come join the game
They started a frenzy but we'll take the blame
A bare-chested dame, who goes by no name
Their arsenal's empty, all they have is shame

The book of shadows

making potions and spells

My time of month