Curly Witch and Cutie Smile I'm the owner of the Skies My smooth hands and lovely ones Wanna cook on witchy stones Quince Jam and Cutie Roses :) Old spirit lost over the seas, The wind dancing with his ashes, A strength from a forgotten garden, Still lift his hand toward the unreachable Eden! Before the first breath, since the beginning of time, I did dig with my bare hands the cold heart of earth, The putrid gods will give away what's mine, No matter how painful are their curses Nor how tempting is the last embrace of death, i will slay out of them my wreath...