I'm a White Hot Blade (Witches Are Wicked)

Witches are wicked and wizards are wise

Witches are wicked and wizards are wise

I can smell the flesh of my sisters

I watch their skin

As it bubbles and blisters

We could have saved the world they sing

We could have sorted everything

I want to climb the hill where they died

Throw my arms wide and breathe in their rage

I am the fire

I am the power

Of a white hot blade

I'm a white hot blade

A paste to soften boys' wounds

Elixir for your blues

Mother lover saviour healer

Twist bark and twine into a shrine

I wanna let go of all these things that stop me from dancing.

I want to climb the hill where they died

Throw my arms wide and breathe in their rage

I am the fire

I am the power

Of a white hot blade

I'm a white hot blade

witches are wicked and wizards are wise