Witch Hunt کے بول

Witch hunt She’s caught in the devil’s snare Witch hunt Satan’s brides are everywhere Witch hunt I saw her flying through the sky Witch hunt Over the fields of rye She’s gone astray Chosen to play with magic It’s oh so tragic Take her away She’s gone astray Chosen to play with magic Oyer and terminer Witch hunt She visits me in the night Witch hunt Apparition glowing bright Witch hunt She touches me, makes me moan Witch hunt My body is not my own She’s gone astray Chosen to play with magic It’s oh so tragic Take her away She’s gone astray Chosen to play with magic Oyer and terminer On to gallows hill For a witch to kill Tie that knot, tie it well Swing her back to hell