Crossroads Pact

Bound by magic, fierce and grand On the fringes, there they stand In the dust, his boots worn thin An orcish heart that won't give in With gentle touch, his powers roam Defending all his makeshift home That old warlock, heart of gold, man In the shadows, chants arise With his succubus, by candlelight Amid the demons, he stands kind Rugged runes etch, on the leather tome Spells are woven, with a tender hand Through howlin' chaos, under pale moon grins A bond unbroken, skin on skin His eyes ablaze with emerald fire He'll walk through hell, but he ain't no liar [Chorus] Casting circles, he calls her name Through hellfire's dance, they're one and the same His whispers soft, like the southern breeze In the grove of darkness, he finds his peace With a grin, she's at his side, fierce and free Together they ride the storm, wild and carefree [Chorus] He's the keeper of secrets, holder of keys In the demon's waltz, he's the calm in the seas Leather-bound lore, in his calloused hands Riding the wind, across forsaken lands His incantations, a whispered southern drawl Mystic runes flare, on the crumbling wall [Verse 3] In the crossroads pact, with spirits aligned Sacred and profane, their fates intertwined