In the forest I'm searching you You try to escape, you try to hide But you have no chance 'cause I find you I feel your presence everywhere You are afraid, you are alone You try to put a spell on me But I am strong, you feel my power There is no witchcraft that helps you Your heart is beating, you hear me calling You hide your face under a beautiful mask But I can see through your masquerade The moon is shining, the forest whispers You and me between the trees Look in my eyes, look in my face
I'm ripping your flesh from your rotten bones I open your chest, take out your heart You lay in your blood, you lay in your guts Just flesh and bones from a dying witch Another war, another victory
I'm the witch-hunter, the witch-fighter, the witch-killer!
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