Scythe of Luna - Witch Of Creeping Mist
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(A-ah..)
Bleeding paintings of lust,
Corrupted saints of gore.
Among the crosses she hides,
The red moon glowing in the fog.
(The red moon glowing in the fog)

Bedew the tombs with a strokes
Of a lonely sores.
(Of a lonely sores)

Something lurking around
In the creeping mist,
(In the creeping mist)
Or maybe, it's just my bad
Eyesight playing with me?

I can feel it within,
The air is contaminated.
Poison crawls into my holes,
She makes me want to taste it.

It was an awful mistake,
Taking the priestess order.
Going to forsaken church
To find a trace of evil witch.
(To find a trace of evil witch)

The red moon glowing in the fog.
(To find a trace of evil witch)
She’s lustful bitch.

I know, it’s all about
Only my own faults.

Countless unpleased demons
Raving about
Her ugly anxious carrion,
Making terrible sound.
(Making terrible sound)

Seed of grief and believes,
Sudden turning black.
Screeching loud in my head,
Soon I’ll be following death.

Her haggard silhouette,
Pulsing through the haze,
With speared through naked chest
Old rusty scissors blades!

Ah! oh! Ah! oh!
Ah yeah! Oh ya!
(Ah! oh!)
Ah yeah! Oh ya!
(Ah! oh!)

Nurtured by plexus of wires,
The mysteries are born.
(The mysteries are born)
All gateways are set on fire,
What could’ve been done wrong?
(What could’ve been done wrong)
(What could’ve been done wrong)

Seed of grief and believes,
Sudden turning black.
Screeching loud in my head,
Soon I’ll be following death,

To where all magic belongs,
(Seed of grief and believes)
She calling me.
(Sudden turning black)
Witch spreads her curse,
Ready to entertain!