The Depressing Sounds of the Witch Songtext
von Sexores

There′s a peach in the hand of the witch
Come and try it, feel its peel, let's bite it


Drifters and blinders, rests of the neon saints
It′s her gentle hum during the winter solstice
There's darkness and the sound of her voice
Witches and covens, the sacred 'n profane

The mornig never comes to the haunted
Cause I′m the witch they couldn′t defeat

Drifters and blinders, rests of the neon saints
It's her gentle hum during the winter solstice
There′s darkness and the sound of her voice
Witches and covens, the sacred 'n profane