Eat the Witch - Black Breath

The scent of hell is on her lips

The taste on your tongue you never forget

Lift up her robes

Snake covered thighs

Finger the darkness

The witch’s cry

Inside of her the devil has lived

There is no choice to eat again

Come eat the witch

Growing drunk on devil’s blood

The wine on her lips is the blood of the son

Once you’ve eaten

Cannot be forgiven

Down on your knees

She commands your attention

Inside of her the devil has lived

There is no choice to eat again

Come eat the witch