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For thousands of years
We've ruled this land
with an iron fist
and calloused hands
But now a shadow looms
over our perfect breed
Born from the tears and blood of a slave
With invisible chains

She screamed and stomped
As we got drunk with lust
Laughing at her shock,
Draining to the last drop
Until a lilac rain
woke her up from a dreamful sleep
Breaking her ties
A spell is boiling inside

It's time to hunt the witch
Before she kills us all
It's time to hunt the witch
Until her voice is torn

It's time to burn the witch
'Cause she believes we're wrong
It's time to burn the witch
and let her corpse hang on

With grace and hex
She'll trick our children into
fight against their own.
It's how the tale's been told
since our ancestors' dawn
And you know it could be worse
Or not?
She doubts
We've won

It's time to hunt the witch
Before she kills us all
It's time to hunt the witch
Until her voice is torn

It's time to burn the witch
'Cause she believes we're wrong
It's time to burn the witch
and let her corpse hang on

So this is how it ends
and this is how it feels
to stare into the face of death
while fire licks my feet
On a pile of smoked bones
and my sisters crisp flesh
That smell...
That smell...

I am seamstress
I am womb
I am queen and I am not
I am suffragette and Amazon
who rides against all odds
With my hands tied to a pole
Now you look me in the eye

For every witch you burn
another thousand more will rise!

It's time to hunt the witch
Before she kills us all
It's time to hunt the witch
Until her voice is torn

It's time to burn the witch
'Cause she believes we're wrong
It's time to burn the witch
and let her corpse hang on

Burn the witch!
(Before she kills us all...)
Burn the witch!
(Until her voice is torn...)
Burn the witch!
('Cause she believes we're wrong...)
Burn the witch!
And let her corpse hang on...

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