Equinox Of The Gods lyrics
Equinox Of The Gods lyrics
"The Witches Rune lyrics"
1959 lyrics
"1959" - Floodland - Sisters of Mercy By Andrew Eldritch Copyright 1987 WEA Records LTD Published by SBK Songs Living as an angel in the Place that
"1959" - Floodland - Sisters of Mercy By Andrew Eldritch Copyright 1987 WEA Records LTD Published by SBK Songs Living as an angel in the Place that
Thrice the brinded cat hath mew'd.
Thrice and once the hedge-pig whined.
Harpier cries 'Tis time, 'tis time.
Round about the cauldron go;
In the poison'd entrails throw.
Toad, that under cold stone
Days and night has thirty-one
Swelter'd venom sleeping got,
Boil thou first i' the charmed pot.
double, double toil and trou
In Over My Head lyrics
I park on a side street Slide up the back stairs Knock on the door and whisper `It's me'. Step into the darkness She waits in the shadows - Oh she's so
ble;I park on a side street Slide up the back stairs Knock on the door and whisper `It's me'. Step into the darkness She waits in the shadows - Oh she's so
Fire burn, and cauldron bouble.
Fillet of a fenny snake,
In the cauldron boil and bake;
Eye of newt and toe of frog,
Wool of bat and toungue of dog,
Adder's fork and blind-worm's sting,
Lizard's leg and owlet's wing,
For a charm of powerful trouble,
Like a hell-broth boil and bouble.
Scale of dragon, tooth of wolf,
Witches
Cannot Say Enough lyrics
What can we say to describe just a glimpse of Your glory How can our words portray but a thread of your majesty But still we praise our Savior In Spirit and in Trut
' mummy, maw and gulfWhat can we say to describe just a glimpse of Your glory How can our words portray but a thread of your majesty But still we praise our Savior In Spirit and in Trut
Of the ravin'd salt-sea shark,
Root of hemlock digg'd i' the dark
Liver of blaspheming Jew,
Call of goat, and slips of yew
Silver'd in the moon's eclipse,
Nose of Turk and Tartar's lips
Finger of birth-strangled babe
Ditch-deliver'd by a drab,
Add thereto a tiger's chaudron,
For the ingredients of our cauldron.
I think you can do much better than me After all the lies I made you believe Guilt kicks in and I start to see The edge of the bed Where your nightgown used to be
Then the charm is firm and good.
O well done! I commend your pains;
And every one shall share i' the gains;
And now about the cauldron sing,
Live elves and fairies in a ring,
Enchanting all that you put in.
By the pricking of my thumbs,
Something wicked this way comes.
open,locks,
Whoever knocks!