(Spoken)Superstition... now add jealousy
Dead I am the one, exterminating son
Slipping through the trees, strangling the breeze
Dead I am the sky, watching angels cry
While they slowly turn, conquering the worm
And burn through the witches
And burn through the witches
Dead I am the pool, spreading from the fool
Weak and what you need, nowhere as you bleed
Dead I am the rat, feast upon the cat
Tender is the fur, dying as you purr
And burn through the witches
And burn through the witches
Dead I am the life, dig into the skin
Knuckle crack the bone, 21 to win
Dead I am the dog, hound of hell you cry
Devil on your back, I can never die
And burn through the witches
And burn through the witches
And burn through the witches
And burn through the witches
And burn through the witches