Agatha - Spell on me, spell on you

Cast it once again We'll see what we gain In vain? But I say, again and again I want more of your stain Do you feel dirty now? I would say that's my normal Are you calm now? If was me who picked your call Magic, magic turns to tragic Three times back have acted Act of fluids, words in the wind Fairies and druids in this ancient finding If I caught yours would you catch mine? would you say it's all fine? But through your velvet lips I am dying thirsty for just one sip