Wytches Chant '98

Isis, Astarte, Diana, Hecate. Demeter, Kali, Inanna.

Wytches 2002

Come join with us in our rune tonight. And feel the circle spin. Let your spirit soar in the lunar light. As the Spiral Dance begins. . Come with us speeding through the night.

Wytches

Come join with us in our rune tonight. And feel the circle spin. Let your spirit soar in the lunar light. As the Spiral Dance begins. . (Chorus). Come with us speeding through the night.

Wounded

You, the walking wounded. You, the hopeless victim. You, who craved new feelings. Risked it all to get them. I thought you may be stronger. Thought your fight was greater.

Woman To Hare

Woman to cat to hare and back. Woman to cat to hare. I shall go with care. A woman with power may fool a man. As a hare I shall go from his sight. To most anywhere.

Witchqueen

In the womb I felt her calling to my sweet consort. And at the breast she nurtured me and helped my spirit grow. I have known her by her many names. I sang them joyfully.

Witch Hunt

Through bleary eyes I see the touch light. Beyond the panes I sense a danger. There's silhouettes of a hundred people. My Sister Moon would reveal no stranger.

Wings Of Desire

A chariot a-falling from the sky. A burning star descending in the night. From another world and from another time. Too many lonely nights and too much of the wine.

Wild Hunt

Herne, Herne, Herne, Herne!. Come with bright eyes a-flashing. Come with your dark hounds crashing. Come rend the sky asunder. Come with the rain and thunder.

Wild

Child of darkness. Child of lightness. Child so bright that you dazzle weary cynical men. Child of brilliance, wisdom, wildness. We would thrill as our souls ignite when you are near us.

Whore Of Heaven

Beyond the sweat and the groaning. The stained sheets and the moaning. She is rising as a phoenix. On a psychedelic helix. She has come a queen of harlots.

Whore Of Babylon

We Belong With The Dead

It's too late to turn back now. For we have slain the Sacred Cow. For paradise we are bound. We were lost, but now we're found. As the razor cuts the wrist.

Wake Of The Christian Knights

From old Rome they come a-riding. On a song with armour shining. Christian sons with hearts of anger. Bring the book, the cross, the chancre. Hallelujah, hallelujah, kiss the cross or they will burn you.

Wounds

World Apart

She walks in my room,. Closes the door,. She looks in my eyes,. and find's the person I've been searching for,. And darling I miss you,. Yeah I miss you,.

White Butterfly

Paint a perfect picture over me. Smoke away the shakes and fall asleep. Dream about the things I used to be. Sporadical smiles. . I can't take that much.

Web

As I walk through the coldness. You feel the savoury warmth. Your sweet engine will turn my tumours into gold. The world has an illness. It is a disease called man.

Welcome To Boston

Why should I have to censor my words?. Always afraid of how you'll react. No matter what I say. No matter what I do. You'd rather put me down. Than see me through.

William Shakespeare Invented Loneliness

Infatuated with your fashion it's my daily routine. To be outside of your glass display. My love you're made for me. I swear you said. I'm running with scissors, in hope that I fall down.