They call me a witch.
They say I will burn in hell.
Who are they to say anything?
Only time will tell...
Maybe there isn't a hell at all,
Just sweet Summerland.
A beautiful, powerful place
Where I can hold the Goddess's hand.
Where everyone's soul is looking
For love, for power, for family, for home.
Living life after life
Until you stand before the throne
Of the God and his great scale
Made to measure all our deeds.
Your Karma has been brewing
For you to sow your seeds.
You will forgo the Summerland again,
If bad Karma follows you,
And back to Earth reborn
To live the life you choose.
Until your debts have been paid
And your name has been...