clothe of black
laid upon my altar
magical book of my own spells
softly placed, open faced

candles of black and blood red
adorn my table corners
caldron lit with herbs and charcoal
fit for my spell tonight

athame in hand to cast my circle
sharp and ready for its work
now is the time to call the corners
protection for this night is what I seek

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silent secrets come to me
memories of my past
a figure of old etched in my mind
is the reason for this spell I cast

a dark figure with ill intent
many times killing the one I love so dear
I will set his fate tonight
deep down it is I he has always feared

I cast this spell upon his head
on this the night so calm and dark
a bloody mess will be left behind
a trip to hell he is about to embark

he will know before he dies in pain
just who has set this spell
as before him he sees my face
one he knows so very well

athame pointed to the sky
I speak these words outloud

“Your heart is in pain
it is time to end it all
remove the thing that pains you so
and watch it as it falls

my spell has been spun
your life is now done
just like before
I’ve left you dead on the floor”