Under the fullmoon, into the swamp you lurk...
In search of the horrid secrets of hell
To the house made of Virgin's bones & hides
The abode of the witch, of whence home return...

Moss hangs from the roof like a corpse's hair,
Cypress roots stick through the scum like fingers.

Even reptile horrors do shrink in fear from it.
But all too curious, you knock upon Her door...
Chorus: Into your foolish mind my nightmare spells shall sleep
And deep under the black swamp-waters, you shall sleep...
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Swamp Spells Lyrics

Acid Witch – Swamp Spells Lyrics