The witch in my heart casts an evil spell
I bow to the graveling heat of her breath
She cries, beats she stomps and she stomps
And there is none to release me from her arms

The day will come…..boom, boom, boom…..

Like a rag doll I take the beating and roll away
When I awake I realize nothing has happened
Dreams, dreams of fear, of something coming
A solemn drum beat …banging in my mind

The day will come…..boom, boom, boom…..

Death moves my way like the tide at night
Ever near I feel the ebbing silence shearing
Another day another hour she takes away
Death is the breast which I suckle at night

The day will come…..boom, boom, …..
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