I sold my soul for free
Now nothing hinders me
Yours is where I left it be
Trapped in a jar in Ayiti
The curse came off of me and I circled round
I was the witch they burned to the ground
The curse on your starts now
First things first: you bow
A jinx alone does not astound
Trust that I don't fool around
Oh the healer heals and the priestess steals
Live evil, live evil, the white witch appeals
My laugh said it all; the afflicted kneels
Black Magic Sorceress had signed and sealed
The curse came off of me and I circled round
I was the witch they burned to the ground