Is this a trick, my mind is sick and slowly sinking
Under the fear, from voices clear, twisting my meanings
I can't join these souls
The witch’s curse is left untold
Cut the throat of life
Scraping mould from blunt knives
It falls in threes, two shattered knees
No one to catch me, broken spine
Crawling through the past, into the black and hazy, fawn shrine
The fawn cries!
Cut the throat of life
Scraping mould from blunt knives
This witch’s grip is deep, like cancer
The witch’s grip is deep,
This witch’s grip is deep,
This necromancer's Grip is deep
Why won't you take off this spell?
Why won't you take off this spell?
The witch’s grip is deep, this witch's grip is deep
The witch’s grip is deep, this witch’s grip is deep
credits
from Live Sessions,
released June 5, 2020
Music by Dan Willet, James Thompson and Tom Bradshaw-Smith
Lyrics by James Thompson
Engineered by Badem Fitzmaurice
Produced by Dan Willett
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