Acid Witch - Stoned to the Grave скачать видео бесплатно

Album: Stoned

Band: Acid Witch

Lyrics:

Shunned out in the street, like a horrid wretched dog

Townsfolk castigate you, say your hair is far too long

Denim and black leather shroud you, shining with such filth

To deflect the stones they fling at you, their glances set to kill

Metal, punk, comic books, and horror vhs

Nothing else to live for so you might as well obsess

Discovering books of power on the arcane and occult

Eating psilocybin leaves you feeling quite possessed

Those bastards quote the bible, to tell you how to live

You read the Book of Eibon and the Necronomicon

Tired of being treated like a leper and pariah

and in those books of power you find a new messiah

You read a sordid tale about the wicked blood queen master

The words on yellowed paper make your heart pump a little faster

She was said to haunt the hills of the land which you were born

A bent and haggard crone, defiled and thus deformed

She'd lure away the towns children, through the woods, into the cave

Preserve them in the swamps in their shallow water graves

Adepts and fools who sought her, she'd drug and make her slaves

and curse the pregnant woman with foul rodent babes

Her woeful tale stirs your heart, and strikes a chord of doom

Her sigils and her spells make perfect sense to you

Reading on you learn about her sad and lonely fate

Hunted by the townsfolk- to this you can relate

They tied her to the stake and they stoned her with large rocks

Watched her in her misery, they all did point and mock

And so she met her end, the psychedelic bitch

The foul foetid beldame, the horrific Acid Witch

She was stoned... to the grave!

So now alone within your room, a shadow stirs and looms

Your turntable's spinning backwards, the needles grinding through the grooves

A malignant cackle echoes, from the speakers vomit spews

Load the bong, spark the flame, inhaling of the fumes

The ceiling starts to bend and warp, it smells of unearthed tomb

Violet light envelops everything, the trip begins for you

You are stoned....to the grave!

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