Witchcraft

Centuries fall like paper in my hands

I feel your pulse, two worlds of stone

Every life I find you once again

Then deeper loss, a part of

They count the moves

They draw the line

They swear our love is a crime

We curse the years

We customize

Don't mess with me

We cross the years

We cross the miles off

I'm doing another line

Candle sparkles burn around my mind

Nine voices humming let her go

I carve her face in every word I sing

And still the rivers overflow

They count the moons

They draw the line

They swear our love is a crime

The past the years

We cross the miles

We cross the years

We cross the miles and find you in another life

Tie me to the stake

I'll burn and still come back

Bind me to the dark

You cannot hold what has no end

We cross the years

We cross the mars

We cross the mars

We cross the mars

We cross the mars

I find you in another life