Daughter of the Flame

Daughter of the Flame

They called me wicked, feared my name,
But I rise from the ashes, born of flame.
Ravens whisper, skies turn black,
Step too close—there’s no way back.

Candles burn with fire bright,
Chant the words, unleash the night.
Mark the circle, draw the sign,
The power's yours, the power's mine.

🔥 I am the daughter of the flame,
Bound by blood, unchained by pain.
Storms will rise, the earth will quake,
Bow before the spell I make. 🔥

Moonlight drips like silver wine,
Ancient hands now rest in mine.
Fate is written in the air,
Dare to cross me—if you dare.

Candles burn with fire bright,
Chant the words, unleash the night.
Mark the circle, draw the sign,
The power's yours, the power's mine.

🔥 I am the daughter of the flame,
Bound by blood, unchained by pain.
Storms will rise, the earth will quake,
Bow before the spell I make. 🔥

I call the wind, I call the sea,
The night itself belongs to me.
A single word, a single breath,
Can summon life or summon death.

Ashes fall but I remain,
A witch, reborn, unbound, untamed...