Judith

Chilled night air brings goosebumps to her bare and perfect skin
Fresh of kin
Inside herself a sacred rite of sin

Sister stares
Begins to cry
A soul so black it needs to die
Judith silent
Judith still
Just another one to kill

Have you returned
Led by your curse of retribution
We will watch our world burn
Have you returned
Led by your modest sense of fashion
You will hunt them down
Forever more

Moonlight sliced across your blade
Now drenched in a crimson stain
Season's warmth
Granted by the witch you left to die in chains

Sister stares
Begins to cry
A soul so black it needs to die
Judith silent
Judith still
Just another one to kill

Have you returned
Led by your curse of retribution
We will watch our world burn
Have you returned
Led by your modest sense of fashion
You will hunt them down
Forever more

Have you returned
Led by your curse of retribution
We will watch our world burn
Have you returned
Led by your modest sense of fashion
You will hunt them down
Forever more



Credits
Writer(s): Dylan Lewis
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