Laeh sdnuow ruoy ekam nac hctiW rehtoM ,tnanevoc eht ni ereH October 31st, 1822 I was bleeding out underneath an autumn moon (Autumn moon) He who runs the congregation, he had sealed my doom Fading me justifiable, attentive attitude I questioned something that he said I knew to be wrong Defiance only weakening his will to be strong The anger in his voice as if I cursed the above Or disrespected someone he admires or even loves Cast out, let loss, and cut deep (Cut deep) Death be the rider that gon' come for the weak Found withered by a witch near a crooked creek She whispered freezing words to welcome back my disbelief (Disbelief) Nurtured and taught spells, taught that there's no Hell And evil lies in the lies of the human cell I'm held back, but I'm doing well Power level at omega, I'ma let it swell (Let it swell) Laeh sdnuow ruoy ekam nac hctiW rehtoM ,tnanevoc eht ni ereH Pleh dekciw fo dnah dloc ,slleps cigam ,rehtoM hctiW Love unconditional, bloodletting ritual Witch Mother, moon's crescent, feel the magics make you well Blank stare into the light of the fire, no desire Surrender any movement to 'em so it's partially acquired Through the books containing spells, as the evil only swells In the darkness of the moon-lit corridor shelves Old relics from an old life (An old life) Years before formation of this poltergeist (Poltergeist) Echoing silence (Silence, silence) Then I heard a voice speak, said she is the mother of creation No more sleep makes the follies of the human's tale Tales believe in this, and you may even smell The inner workings of the beast (of the beast), cut it from its leash Cut it at its feet, then behead it and repeat Health a bit more stronger each day I awake Watch my intake, she adds more tasks to my plate Make way for the light which in darkness I awake In time I'll arise to embrace (To embrace) Love unconditional, bloodletting ritual Witch Mother, moon crescent, feel the magic make you well Love unconditional, bloodletting ritual Witch Mother, moon's crescent, feel the magics make you well I remember being torn from the breast of a banshee Surrounded by a circle of strangers, and they were chanting Felt like I was stuck on the floor, and I was gasping for more air Spell castings all I hear Please help, I hope the end is near My soul is broke like busted mirrors I was raised by folk who lust in fear In a time where there haven't been a cross to bear (To bear) Blindsided by something out of the shadows I could breathe again, feeling like maybe I won the battle I defeated them, or maybe I'm dreaming I'm in the dungeon of a castle Once again, I feel my conscious is leaving Bobbing and weaving in between When the demons speak and I'm sleeping Feeling weak and I creep and then struggle back to my feet And I'm seeing them all complete the circle around of me And they all want the blood from the freak that's inside of me Witch Mother, magic spells, cold hand of wicked help Here in the covenant, Mother Witch can make our wounds heal Love unconditional, bloodletting ritual Witch Mother, moon's crescent, feel the magics make you well Witch Mother, magic spells, cold hand of wicked help Here in the covenant, Mother Witch can make our wounds heal Love unconditional, bloodletting ritual Witch Mother, moon's crescent, feel the magics make you well No one knows love like a mother, hahahahahaha! Even if she is the head of the covenant, hahahahahahah! What a long night you've had But it's over, or is it? We have time for just one more tale A morbid tale of love, hahahahahaha! We'll see if you can stomach this one until next time