Witch Hunt

You close your eyes when money is talking
Another lie your skin is burning
Money rolls right in your head
You better watch yourself instead
Hate is coming and you're not free
Know what you meant to be

Hate is an illusion you cannot see
None of your lies will set you free

Pain, growing suffering
The end is coming near
What it meant to be
Going on a Witch Hunt

Useless is your power
Everytime we end an hour
Your body is full of shit
Another motiv that you fit
You feel us come around
But you wont hear a sound

Everytime you clap your hand
You betray another friend
And its your own ghost
The one you fear the most

Hate is an illusion you cannot see
None of your lies will set you free

Pain, growing suffering
The end is coming near
What it meant to be
Going on a Witch Hunt



Credits
Writer(s): Tom Tschernig
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