Sprinkle Of Dust

by Carol Davis   Oct 31, 2005


Voodoo chants dancing over head sprinkle
of light dust covers.
Witches and warlocks bounce to cast spells
around the city.

Evil wizards carry two heads around their waist
chanting their kill was a hit.
Casting spells to take every heart,every soul
in this city.
This castle of high over takes the city gloom.
Smoke covers and rises to build upon the
dead.

Satan can't over take the city and doom its
powers.
The Lord rises above to shine light on the
city, Angels fly above and saves the souls
from death.

Heaven saves the whole universe,from evil within
the voodoo spirits.
They circle the castles doom all evil spirits remain
forever, the voodoo shall die a slow tortureous death.

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