Eat The Witch

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