The Witch Songtext
von Warpriest

Her heart is black, as a bottle of ink
The pages she writes, are filth, rot and stink
Her mind is a den, of vipers that hiss
Spawned from the gloom, of the devil′s abyss

We give her the power that makes us all sick
She's the Witch


Her lips are red, stained with blood like wine
She drinks with demons, but thinks she′s divine
Her eyes are empty, devoid of the light
Her soul's a cave, that hold's the darkness tight

We give her the power that makes us all sick
She′s the Witch

She works her magic, through the art of fear
But If you look deep, there′s nothing there
So stand your ground, and don't give in
Don′t let the witch, get under your skin

We give her the power that makes us all sick
She's the Witch