Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Possessed by a Craft of Witchery, artist - Carach Angren. Album song This Is No Fairy Tale, in the genre
Date of issue: 23.02.2015
Record label: Season of Mist
Song language: English
Possessed by a Craft of Witchery |
Abducted by another freak of society |
Two little pigs are snatched by the wolf |
In this stone-cold reality |
Tempted by the serpent in disguise |
Poisoned by forbidden sweets |
In a promised paradise |
Built on lies |
They are taken |
Their hands tied to their backs |
Their mouths taped shut |
They awake in a concrete chamber |
Stones instead of gingerbread |
Two flies flew into a black sugar cobweb |
By the scum of our own kind |
This treacherous web has been spun |
Numbed by fear they wait |
For an aggressive hungry spider to appear |
Too late to run away |
They have been misled |
No rooftop made of cake |
No walls built of bread |
Not even a glimpse of light |
Is reaching inside |
Neither from the sun |
Nor from the moon |
For there are no windows of clear sugar |
Built in this dreary room |
Thoughts of milk, pancakes with treacle |
And warm beds draped with silk |
A delicious promise has been broken |
And the intention behind is of a malicious kind |
This is no fairytale house |
Surrounded by caramel flowers |
In a chocolate garden of confectionary trees |
This is the residence of a deranged psychopath |
Who truly believes to be possessed |
By a craft of witchery |
He kills children in the name of a witch |
A demonic voice compels him |
To wander as a friendly clown |
Searching in every town |
Until fresh victims are found |
The voice of the witch |
Spits venomous words in his head |
It can only be silenced |
When the infants are dead |
Her ghost slithers |
Like black fog down the chimney at night |
Only he can see this tormenting parasite |
Dragging the children from the cellar |
Into a room equipped for ritual sacrifice |
The walls are blotched with religious symbols |
To glorify an infernal paradise |
He locks the girl up in an iron cage |
To witness her young brother’s death |
Now she will hear all his screams |
Until he draws his last breath |
The serial killer shackles the boy to the floor |
Upon the sign of the witch |
The children scream |
«No more!» |
«Shut the fuck up |
I will now take his precious little life» |
Whispering unholy rhymes |
While holding a black-hilted knife |
And he stabs like a maniac |
Because the witch gave permission |
To mutilate the child beyond recognition |