She laughed at those who didn't see it coming
Smiled at her little victories
Hid everything that gave away her away
Ran on the blood of her victims
She came at dark, dressed in black
Yeah she cast a spell on everyone
Made them stare at her luminousness
Left a trail of blood near the shack
She loved to see him go in for a kill
Pick the dagger, wash his bloodstained hands
Spray the perfumes from Arabia
To mask the stinking after-smell
And when he was a little hesitant
She struck the final strike
The witches sang in a far, far land
Two souls just died, two souls just died
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