Burn the Witch

You had those eyes,
Maraschino cherries,
You had those thighs
In those fuck me pumps,
Forcing me to torture you.
Forcing me to torture you.

Burn the Witch
Burn the Witch

Burn the Witch
Burn the Witch

You read my rights.
Pull the rope tight.

Burn the Witch X 4

You had those eyes;
You sympathize.

Burn the Witch X 4

You drank the red wine of a Mystery Cult,
Waiting for the Collapse,
Drawn and quartered
And laughing.
Blood on the ceiling
And you can't find yourself
As you choke on another man's semen.
Hanging from the shower stall
And your dying.
I'm dying.
I miss you.

Burn the Witch X 4
You had those eyes;
You Sympathize.

Burn the Witch X 4