You’ll never spot a black cat / Or a mirror cracked / There won’t be omens or signs, just a smile and a line / Then the swing of the axe
You try to run, run, run / But I’ll meet you at every turn / The damage done, done, done long before you learn
Some years ago / A hex was thrown / Dark times, crooked lines, bleak tones, skull & bones
I’m a bad seed sown
The kind of people hip to my kind of evil are few and far between / It lurks, it lies, it feeds on cries, it’s sophisticated and mean
Some years ago / When I was born
Some kind of witchery, implanted in me
I’m a bad seed sown
You’ll never spot a black cat / Or a mirror cracked / There won’t be omens or signs, just a smile and a line / Then the swing of the axe
You try to run, run, run / But I’ll meet you at every turn / The damage done, done, done long before you learn
Some years ago / A hex was thrown / Some kind of witchery, implanted in me / I’m a bad seed sown / Dark times, crooked lines, bleak tones, skull & bones
