Tekst piosenki
and when the moon grows
smaller donna picks our a flower
gives her a itchy power
there in the witching hour
in the witching hour
danna’s taking her potion eating all m y devotion
fucking up my emotion
in the witching hour
donna picks her a flower in the witching hour
in the graveyard hill she’s calling out her curse
I am taking my las breath with each chapter and each verse
and sooo I will be killed
