We Are The Witches Lyrics

We Are The Witches lyrics

A gathering at night

A knock-knock on the door

Dressed in a red cloak

Her eyes gleaming with delight

The moment she's been waiting for

finally arrived

Sister's waiting for her

While the stars are shining bright



Incubus and succubus

The evil foe has cursed on us

The Demons rise on Hallowmass

Oh, this devilishness...



A plague came over us again

striking down my fellow-men

The priest became a scatterbrain

My word for it, Mister!



The churchyard it came tumbling down

The king of kings: A brainless clown

The prior stuck in the eiderdown

and I had to witness!



The piper played a dancing tune

and all came out on Harvest Moon

Altars staying unillumed

and women sinister!



Now she's awake

Dancing in the firelight

The dragon's call resounds

The serpent's kiss ignites

The fire of love

The dawning of a new day

Oh, sister of the night

You're the light of the world



Spellbound they're screaming in the street

How could we fall? Oh, this defeat...

The ruthless on the losing streak

We are so wasted!



So stupid that we did not see

How all those things should really be

The eyesore of humanity

a flawed mastermind!



What once seemed apprehensible

has turned into dispensible

because of being nonsensical

We should have been basted!



But now we've come to realize

the senselessness of alibis

and squander of self-sacrifice

so deaf, dull and blind!



We are the flow, we are the ebb

We are the weavers, we are the web

We are the flow, we are the ebb

We are the witches back from the dead



See me, I am life

and it's your birthright

to walk proud and strong

Come dance with the tide

We've been there before

And we shall return

for now and evermore

now and evermore...



We are the flow, we are the ebb

We are the weavers, we are the web

We are the flow, we are the ebb

We are the witches back from the dead



Up on the hill she peers

down by the sea she waits

Her sisters gathering by her side

until disturbance dies

It was another case of

self-fulfilling prophecy

Those faithful believers

submerging in their agony



Did they really think their deeds

justified abysmal greed

ignoring all the human needs

A ploy of indulgence!



Insane with egomania

vampires from Transylvania

spiritual pyromania

ashes to ashes...



Obsessed with their morbidity

the morons of stupidity

caused nothing but sheer faggery

A lack of common sense!



Their madness turned to matricide

religious sort of cyanide

We salute your suicide:

Your kingdom crashes!



We are the flow, we are the ebb

We are the weavers, we are the web

We are the flow, we are the ebb

We are the witches back from the dead



We are the flow, we are the ebb

We are the weavers, we are the web

We are the flow, we are the ebb

We are the witches back from the dead