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Crow-wing, blood ring, She don't speak, she sings...
No light in the chapel glass, Just me and my haunted past.
Silk skin, eyes like smoke, Every vow you made, I broke.
Hexed the mirror, kissed the flame, Wrote your death beneath my name.
Crows fly where my shadow sways, Midnight queen in a blaze of graves.
Crows… in… my… wake… She… never… breaks…
Witch in silk—erase your face.
In a mystical forest, a figure draped in sheer black attire and adorned with a crown stands amidst swirling fog. Her striking tattoos and accessories add an enchanting, dark elegance.