The Rods
Текст песни Witches' Brew

I see the light, the sun is turning black
I see the fire in the morning sky
The devil speaks with thunder on his breath
I feel the earth and the heavens cry

Oh, don't drink the witches' brew
Oh, don't drink the witches' brew

The angels sing, they're falling from the sky
Their broken wings break the morning light
And when they sing, there's thunder on their breath
I feel the earth and the heavens cry

Oh, don't drink the witches' brew
Oh, don't drink the witches' brew

Oh, don't drink the witches' brew
The witches' brew
The witches' brew
The witches' brew
Oh, don't drink the witches' brew