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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Burning Witches
Burning Witches
Performer
Laura Guldemond
Laura Guldemond
Lead Vocals
Jeanine Grob
Jeanine Grob
Electric Bass Guitar
Romana Eskic Kalkuhl
Romana Eskic Kalkuhl
Electric Guitar
Lala Frischknecht
Lala Frischknecht
Drums
Larissa Ernst
Larissa Ernst
Electric Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Laura Guldemond
Laura Guldemond
Songwriter
Romana Eskic Kalkuhl
Romana Eskic Kalkuhl
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
V.O. Pulver
V.O. Pulver
Mastering Engineer
Schmier
Schmier
Producer
Damir Eskic
Damir Eskic
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

You'd spit on your mother's grave
Go against the stream
Nothing and no one can stop you now
Betrayer of the heavens
And no stranger to sin
No care in the world to hold it in
But sooner than later You're caught as a traitor
Renegade, Renegade
Walls are closing in
There is a room in hell made for you Renegade, Renegade
Out of control
It is way too late, A lost soul
Can you smell the sulfur
Hands are pulling you down
Into the abyss where you belong
It's strange that you held out so long Demons are sharpening their tools Just for you
But sooner than later You're caught as a traitor
Renegade, Renegade
Walls are closing in
There is a room in hell made for you Renegade, Renegade
Out of control
It is way too late, A lost soul
He doesn't give a damn about royalty He doesn't give a fuck about being nice
Renegade, Renegade
Walls are closing in
There is a room in hell made for you Renegade, Renegade
Out of control
It is way too late, A lost soul
Renegade, Renegade
Walls are closing in
There is a room in hell made for you Renegade, Renegade
Out of control
It is way too late, A lost soul
A lost soul
Written by: Laura Guldemond, Romana Eskic Kalkuhl
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