The Warlock

Written by: Russell Sivey

Next to a flask of a potion Stands a man of pure emotion He holds a wand in his right hand And a carved pumpkin to expand Candles surround, sure devotion The man moves like locomotion Lightning quick for a promotion Casting spells to take hold the land Warlock takes aim Warlock moves just for his motion If he wants you, you are his sanction He will pump you full of dark sand He does have his coven, his band Evil kills if it takes notion Warlock takes aim
Russell Sivey