Witches Feast

[Intro]
[Riser]
[Drum Solo]
[Stop]







[Verse 1]
It's a terrible sight
At the table of ash
The Witches come laughing
With mud on their hands
A bowl full of salt
And a knife on the cloth
The air tastes rotten
Like rain in a coffin

[Pre-Chorus]
Circle the fire
Circle the bone
They call it a feast
But it feels like a throne
Eyes in the rafters
Smoke in the teeth
Something is waking
Beneath the meat

[Chorus]
Witches' feast, witches' feast
Dark hands reach
Witches' feast, witches' feast
No peace, no peace
(Oh) They dance on the edge
(Oh) They laugh in the smoke
Witches' feast, witches' feast
And the whole room broke

[Verse 2]
They carve from the dark
What the daylight buried
They grin like hunger
All dressed in fury
The bowls run over
The floor turns red
And every small prayer
Falls off its thread

[Pre-Chorus]
Circle the fire
Circle the bone
They call it a feast
But it feels like a throne
Eyes in the rafters
Smoke in the teeth
Something is waking
Beneath the meat

[Chorus]
Witches' feast, witches' feast
Dark hands reach
Witches' feast, witches' feast
No peace, no peace
(Oh) They dance on the edge
(Oh) They laugh in the smoke
Witches' feast, witches' feast
And the whole room broke

[Bridge]
The shadow got fatter
The candles leaned low
The oldest of hunger
Came in from the cold
Not mercy
Not law
Just craving and flame
And the feast kept going
Without a name

[Final Chorus]
Witches' feast, witches' feast
Dark hands reach
Witches' feast, witches' feast
No peace, no peace
(Oh) They dance on the edge
(Oh) They laugh in the smoke
Witches' feast, witches' feast
And the whole room broke











[Build-up]
[Riser]
[Pre-drop pressure]
[Drop]
[Heavy Bass Drop | Energetic]
[Stop]
[solo synth]
[Stop]
[Outro]