Witchfire Riot
(yeah) There is a chill
rising up from the ground
No warmth left in this forgotten town
Wind is howling through the barren trees
Bending every shadow to its knees
Freeze the blood inside your veins
Nothing but the ice remains (oh-oh-oh)
Cold as a witch's tit in the dead of winter
Freeze you to the bone till your feelings splinter
No fire in the hearth,
no spark in the dark
Just a cold stone wind that leaves its mark
Frostbite biting at your frozen heels
Nobody cares about the pain you feel
The iron sky is locking up the gate
Too late to run,
too late to negotiate
Freeze the blood inside your veins
Nothing but the ice remains
(here it comes!)
Cold as a witch's tit in the dead of winter
Freeze you to the bone till your feelings splinter
No fire in the hearth,
no spark in the dark
Just a cold stone wind that leaves its mark (shred!)
Cold as a witch's tit in the dead of winter
Freeze you to the bone till your feelings splinter
No fire in the hearth,
no spark in the dark Just a cold stone wind that leaves
its mark (so cold!)
It's so cold Yeah,
freezing
cold