Witch's Curse

by Aage Crow   Feb 15, 2008


Your blood will boil and your skin will peel
Making you wish it wasn't agony you made me feel
Soul erupting from your corpse
As your bones are crushed beneath Odin's Horse
You wished that you could see me hang
Because of the words in which I sang
But now I sing them for you Salem hunter
Hoping harm upon you from The Villain Gunther
May my familiar come in the night to cut through your flesh
And bring back to me your heart so fresh
So I might set it a flame and drink blood like wine
As I dance and sing a new hymn
Upon the alter you'll scream in vain
And the ground your blood will stain
Here I will leave you to simply bleed and die
As you scream at me more lies
About how when you escape you'll slice my throat
For leaving you like a sacrificed goat
Or perhaps you'll be sweet and tender to me
Either way its too late and you will see
That the pain you inflict upon others will be your downfall
And that my sin will be considered so small
Because I've done the world a favor by ending your life
Thats one last person who will die by the knife
Bleed for me and give your soul to Mistress Death
Knowing that for you its the only think left

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