Innocent Witch - Debivino

Pure eyes lined in sinister black
The innocent witch is formed
Heaven made her, and wants her back
The innocent witch is born.
Her eyes boil like sulfurous mud
As she giggles like a teenager
She'll shriek your name and drink your blood
And smile at your flavor.
The innocent witch is sweet and kind
But if you hurt her I'm sure you'll find out
She'll wave her hands and weave a spell
To make your life a living hell.

Debivino - November 15 1994