The Witch

A night bird whispering in the air
A night bird whispering
I'm gonna be the wicked in your head
'Cause you've just quenched your thirst with my poison
I'm gonna be the ruin of this land, the only evil
My sharpened thorns around your neck
The wound is certain
I'm gonna be the wicked in your head
And I'm gonna be the wicked
I'm a night bird whispering in the air
A silent whispering

You made me a man of inequality
You are the very thing that rules misery
'Cause you stole my head with a kiss of death
I've lost myself in this gloomy forest

Burn the witch
Burn the witch
She put a spell on me, and now I'm cursed
Burn the witch
Burn the witch
She put a spell on me, and now I'm cursed

Who set the fire in this land?
Who set the fire?
I see a devil hiding in heaven
'Cause your flames burn more than this pyre
You're walking through the only hell
There's no heaven
You're gonna be ash and burn with me
But it's you who set the fire

You made me a man of inequality
You are the very thing that rules misery
'Cause you stole my head with a kiss of death
I've lost myself in this gloomy forest
'Cause you stole my head with a kiss of death
I've lost myself in this gloomy forest

Burn the witch
Burn the witch
She put a spell on me, and now I'm cursed
Burn the witch
Burn the witch
She put a spell on me, and now I'm cursed

'Cause you stole my head with a kiss of death
I've lost myself in this gloomy forest and you
Burn the witch
Burn the witch
Burn the witch
Burn the witch



Credits
Writer(s): Marta Arditore
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