Dating With Witchcraft Lyrics - Death Of The West - Babylon Whores

On the first of May 

Toads grow fat on stolen Hosts 

In little boxes crucified 

Bled and divined 

When all the girls 

Suckle beasts within their arms 

Pact-bound familiars 

Spill their guts on secrets spied 

On Midsummer's night 

All true love is undisguised 

In philtres foul by lasses cowled 

Brewed and derived 

Some fat of an unbaptized babe 

A finger of a corpse 

Dug up from the grave 

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And come the Fall 

When the fires light the night 

Summer's love grown old and sad 

Will die away 

On Samhain's eve 

Blood of swine will wash them clean 

From the memories good and bad 

The spells of May 

And for those still in dream 

Summer's green eternally 

Stolen away by the Sidhe 

Noone knows they've ever been 

A tongue of a snake 

Ground mummy's powder 

The head of a dog 

Piss and snot 

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