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Blood of Scotland's Witches
PsychWitch
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From the glens and ancient hills, where the heather grows so wild
My grandmothers were healers true, with wisdom undefiled
They spoke to wind, they knew the herbs, they eased the fevered brow
But fear and fire claimed their lives, a cruel and unjust vow
Oh, the blood of witches runs in me, a fire in my soul
Their ancient magic, wild and free, makes me feel whole
With every beat, a whispered name, a legacy I keep
From Scotland's soil, their spirits rise, from slumber long and deep
They called them cursed, they called them evil, with malice in their gaze
But all they sought was to bring comfort, through all their living days
Their gentle hands, their knowing eyes, met judgment cold and stark
But in my heart, their power thrives, a beacon in the dark
Oh, the blood of witches runs in me, a fire in my soul
Their ancient magic, wild and free, makes me feel whole
With every beat, a whispered name, a legacy I keep
From Scotland's soil, their spirits rise, from slumber long and deep
The skirl of pipes, a driving drum, awakens what they gave
No stake or rope can ever steal the power that I save
I walk the path they walked before, with purpose strong and clear
Their healing touch, their knowing lore, banishing all fear
Oh, the blood of witches runs in me, a fire in my soul
Their ancient magic, wild and free, makes me feel whole
With every beat, a whispered name, a legacy I keep
From Scotland's soil, their spirits rise, from slumber long and deep
May they be honored, evermore, their names upon the breeze
My magic flows, from shore to shore, among the ancient trees
Aye, the magic flows, from shore to shore, for all eternity.
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