The witch takes me the path down where
She weeps without a sound
The leaves of trees are falling down
And are tied into the ground
The despondent wizardess waves her staff
Bursting sparkles in the air
They touch the trees and they touch the ground
Making everything turn grey
Her eyes are like two mineshafts
Both are frozen and so cold
And somewhere behind them I perceive
Something solidified and old
And now when she's with me
She doesn't want to let me leave
Her eyes freeze in terror
As she grabs my arms and heave
This stagnant garden
She wants to share with me
To be together endlessly
And yet to never set me free