Witchcraft

Gaslight is burning No one can see A twitch in My hand Vibration in the sand The holy scent of death Valley dividin' The earth an open mouth Concealed, revealed The witch of clay and steel Without a word she said I'm invincible I regard myself As a prisoner of the underground Undeniable The impending hell I choose to set on the outer realm Well, I'll sleep another day When I'm dead "A storm of compacted lights poured from my open chest Raining down upon whatever this foul entity was Skin began to peel from her face Her bones collapsed All was in its right place The Empress now a pile of arcane dust" Dead bodies burning Cant feel anything now No word of a prayer I fire into the air 6 brothers made of lead The shot collidin' It cracks the teeth And punches a hole Corruption of the soul The Empress lays her head I'm invincible I regard myself As a prisoner of the Underground Undeniable The Impending Hell I choose to set on the outer realm Well, I'll sleep another day In hell