If you’re eager to die.
I could snatch your soul and bring you back.
I know words that bend - the magic that bites.
The kind you don’t say out loud.
You’d come back with shadows under your tongue.
Secrets that learn our names and turn them to harm.
If you’re eager to die.
I could snatch your soul and bring you back.
I know words that bend - the magic that bites.
The kind you don’t say out loud.
You’d come back with shadows under your tongue.
Secrets that learn our names and turn them to harm.