![[wait.really_a_Rider-Waite_style_tarot_card_lying_on_a_rustic__8db39ea7-9632-4b44-91ba-e854c0f4780b_1.png]] >[!info] _As you turn the brittle [[The Book of the White Witch|page]], a pulse stirs beneath the ink—faint at first, then insistent, like a heartbeat that isn’t yours. The words blur, reform, whisper. A voice rises from somewhere deep inside, not in warning but in invitation: [“Let me cure you.”](https://youtu.be/fmC6b6_ovZY?si=r8mKsIFmM_0PUHao) You do not know what the illness is—only that it hums beneath your skin, a misalignment between what you are and what you pretend to be. [[The Witch Within]] speaks like a mirror, her tone both mercy and menace. “Let me set the bones straight,” she murmurs, and you feel your resistance cracking. Perhaps the disease was never sickness at all—only separation. Now all that remains is the courage enough to [[Abracadabra|conjure her]]. >``` There are no more tears to cry I heard you begging for life Running out of medicine You're worse than you've ever been > Ah-ha screaming for me baby Ah-ho like you're gonna die Ah-ho poison on the inside I could be your antidote tonight Oh ho screaming for me baby Oh ho like you're gonna die Oh ho poison on the inside I could be your antidote tonight > I could play the doctor I can cure your disease If you were a sinner I could make you believe Lay you down like one, two, three Eyes roll back in ecstasy I can smell your sickness, I can cure your Cure your disease > You're so tortured when you sleep Plagued with all your memories You reach out, and no one's there Like a god without a prayer > Ah-ha screaming for me baby Ah-ho like you're gonna die Ah-ho poison on the inside I could be your antidote tonight Oh ho screaming for me baby Oh ho like you're gonna die Poison on the inside I could be your antidote tonight > I could play the doctor, I can cure your disease If you were a sinner, I could make you believe Lay you down like one, two, three Eyes roll back in ecstasy I can smell your sickness I can cure your Cure your disease > Cure your disease > Bring me your desire I can cure your disease If you were a sinner I could make you believe Lay you down like one, two, three Eyes roll back in ecstasy I know all your secrets I can cure your Cure your— > Ah ah ah ah ahah ah ah ah ahh Ah ah ah ah ahah ah-ah ah ahh Ahh ah ahah ah ah ah ahh I can smell your sickness I can cure your I can cure your disease Cure your disease Cure your Lay you down like one, two, three Eyes roll back in ecstasy I know all your secrets I can cure your I can cure your disease >```