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The Caravan of The Witches

Posted by jaymza on September 26, 2012 at 11:40 PM

Woosshhh!! Woshhh!!

Bells and brooms, sticks and charms…

Spell the beauty act like a magical ugly

Where when happiness is on the end-tip of spell belly

Look the crystal encourages my soul, take my breath and see my spirit.


Wooooo, wooooo, wooo

The witches then shouted, as prince of darkness staring at the princes of witches,.

Side by side long line edge, the witches and the prince are enemy long time headed


Prince!! I’m just a prince,..

Carols of sweet songs, love of heart beats, breath as I felt and beauty you deserve is my passion and great.

My King’s destruction to fight witchcraft along

He killed the white horses

And to blame is the witches

Where they are not belong

By his men and sack of grenade

Whatever spells you may take

His wound will be heal your poison has antidote

No one can take my King’s happiness

For what he know


Witches end up the life of her Queen


To escape by his provisions is not his word

For my King knows how to pronounce your scheme

He curses you with alert and scared…


We will never loss

We will never loss

Take my soul God of darkness

Give me the brain of these witches

That takes my heart and soul

That grab my protrude ambition

Diminish my gratitude and seemingly place me to comfort piles of twigs but in a dry Tree…


From now on, you are my master and I am your slave, my duty is to defeat those witches that hastening me upward….


Listen to the music of the witches…

Uhh,..hahahaha,.. uhh,.. hahahaha


Hold my wand Utter the spell

Not so dim, not so clear, not so bad but very tearful helpless soul,.

An aged face wearing black robes walking in a path

Holding a broom, and wand a stick that the spell travels alone

A walled closet of food watching and fearing place

The trembling nerve is ended,..



Witches are friend,. They meet people they owned they stoop…

They gave but they marry and start a new raise

They find a lady, they took the men…

They shout….they stout,

Unselfish love from one path to another

Then the poor witches they’ve been used by people…


They were abandoned, they were abolished

They kill the witches and buried in vein

The last number of curse and spells no to human is affected…


And the rise of the witches locking not to be harm by the King,. Which the king is inherited by the soul of darkness


Bird sang,. Forest crawls, darkness rises

Witches falls…


The melody

The melody

Woooply,, witchly ,..

The bell rang, the fight began

Take the spell

Take the spell

Arise the darkness and let them feel

The blood flood in the field the eye blind at is

And all of the charms from witches, and all of the treasures from them, make it dust make them my slave,..


As beauty of the princess, take her robe and disguise as lady of darkness,.. for she may offer her blood than to see her nation being grafted.

Forgive me my nation, if I doubt my creator but I will defeat the wrong way of the King


The king’s eye were blinded and his men shouted

The king is blind

The king is blind

Take the sword, of the king beheaded him

He is a traitor for he kills his own kind….


The men shouted

The traitor is the king

The traitor is the king

The blood of the witches in his vein flowing

The heart of the witches in his body is crawling

The traitor is the king

The traitor is the king


The caravan of the witches scattered in the Kingdom

They wear black robes, they crumpled their hair, their lips are black and their eyes are red,.. nails of a fingers can harm, but what they are in humans eye is not they were inside…


Speak the spell

Speak the spell

Speak the spell

Take my broom

Curse ye coward Prince

Witches had won, crown had drawn


Far away to begin the journey of the prince

Travelling and surfing the fence

Seeing the princes of the witches

He tour from the wood gate to the entrance hall

When the houses choke us and great books bore us

While he watch the high road

And at the sky, where stars are twinkling and the moon is smiling


While he watch the clouds in amazing grandeur

Roll their legions without rain

Over the blistering terrace of the princess

He sits by a milestone

And watch the sky

The Love of the Prince to the princes goes by


The caravan of the witches began

While apprentice dance on a fire

Cursing a man who fall inlove with a witch

Crunching his skin with bullets

The witches is dancing

The witches is dancing

Curse you man that inloved with a witch

Your raise will not trap us, your raise will not slave us

Your soul will remain your life will still

But you think not so wise even know who you are

Go away wise man, let them know what you see


The prince see the curse

The witches hated the men involved with the witches

The take his promises to fight against his willingness

To love has no limitation

To care without raise know functions


Gather all men and horses

Take away swords and spells

Show off our faces to this vulnerable witches

Let them see, we men doesn’t take for granted

To the caravan of the witches

To the caravan of the witches


I am rail of long train journey

The roots of a big black tree living for innocent sense of neutrality

The borderline of huge number of markings

That dictates and whisper then whisper the lady of ceremony

Indent the page of new beginning

Don’t put breaks and orients each feels

Color the day, define my way send it back and pray for me I position the most granting frustration

Blasting the whispers of the morning dumb

Draw me near the snow, curse up and let them know


Gather all men

Take their swords

Speak to me witches

Curse me with your spell

Let me feel like a skinned fish in a bunch

Show the Caravan wake-up and spoke to the battle on forth

Restore the power of humanity

Show the active effort of vitality



From the wind


Whisper, whisper, whisper and listen

Customized the bearing, leave your thoughts and bring ye love

Side by side, order your fellows at my words finish these endeavor

Hark to the lady of beauty in the midst of the witches

Allow me in stepping In your kind and puzzled world

Reckless sighs of warriors and hunters

Were love doesn’t ended and world changes with a bud of a rose…….


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Reply Blaire Pabiania
8:31 AM on October 21, 2013 
Reply Supergirl_erza
12:58 AM on October 1, 2012 
wooosh....! I mz it ahai machange kmeh gleng piece mong.. the earth keeper... gonna miss the mother oft he witches!!!! hehhehehehehheehh.
Reply jaymza
1:33 AM on September 27, 2012 
hehehe, sad :( ky nd na ako ang ma train,..hehehe, pati anhg piece ko nga the garbage man wala na gn honor,..cge lng:) looking forward sa iban nga pwd ko mka train,..:)
Reply mary hope
1:29 AM on September 27, 2012 
tani amu ra na luwat ang verse choir ta lang aa nag improve naman bitaw... lgad withes... subong garbage man na...
hahaha... te??
Reply mae
1:24 AM on September 27, 2012 
sus the caravan of the witches!!! ako malipat tsura ko to sus ano2 lang mana ang tuod2 gid nga witch man.jajajajaja. ako pato nag make up..hambal pa nila stage play daw..suya lang sila bongga ang costume over..pati tsura namun bongga man biskan perdi ok lang dyapun a..
ma bawi gid kami subong............
Reply mary hope
1:24 AM on September 27, 2012 
tani amu ra na luwat ang verse choir ta lang aa nag improve naman bitaw... lgad withes... subong garbage man na...
hahaha... te??

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