Midnight in My Veins

There is midnight in my veins

I’m a witch of some acclaim

Through the shadows I remain

Whispering forgotten names

Lanterns flicker, spirits stir

Every step becomes a blur

In the dark they softly call

Waiting for the night to fall

I hear the things in the night that hunger

I will be the one to disturb their slumber

From the graves beneath the stone

I awaken what was thrown

A mistress of the flesh, I will cause you so much distress

Through the echoes cold and deep

I command what others keep

Did you expect me to work my magic?

How tragic

You thought I would be a slave to you?

You will get what you're due

I’m not that kind of witch

I ain’t gonna scratch that itch

I can purge the unholy taint

I walk the line between sin and saint

But don’t expect me to show restraint

I cause havoc in this crimson realm

A tale of broken souls and betrayal

Through the ruins dim and old

Every debt will now be told

Every whisper, every cry

Carries secrets in the sky

Through the candle’s dying flame

All the lost ones know my name

My work is the price for redemption

Every spell a dark intention

Through the night I carve the line

Between the cursed and the divine

In the halls where shadows creep

I awaken what should sleep

Through the echoes of despair

You will know that I was there

Did you expect me to work my magic?

How tragic

You thought I would be a slave to you?

You will get what you're due

I’m not that kind of witch

I ain’t gonna scratch that itch

I can purge the unholy taint

I walk the line between sin and saint

But don’t expect me to show restraint

I’m the Caromancer of the realm

Slowly pulling back the veil

I can sculpt your form to suit my need

Oh I love it when you beg and plead

Whispers coil around your breath

Promises of sweeter death

Every shadow bends to me

Every secret longs to flee

As the blood begins to flow

I will cast your soul below

Through the darkness cold and slow

You will learn what few may know

This is the price, yes you know

Every debt must someday show

Every spell begins to grow

Now the crimson rivers flow

In the crimson light I stand

Fate twisting in my hand

Every spell begins to weave

Truth no mortal can believe

From the graveyard winds that moan

To the throne of broken bone

Every spirit knows the cost

Of the ones forever lost

There is midnight in my veins

Calling out through ancient chains

Through the storm and through the flame

You will whisper now my name

Did you expect me to work my magic?

How tragic

You thought I would be a slave to you?

You will get what you're due

I’m not that kind of witch

I ain’t gonna scratch that itch

I can purge the unholy taint

I walk the line between sin and saint

But don’t expect me to show restraint