Curse his eyes
The demon witch!
Halo of flies
Some wounds won't stitch
The lies he'd teach
If only heaven would breach
A Cursed mouth
That Harbors on the weak
He is the demon witch
Not one to travel
But on the road he lives
The lies he can ravel
And turn your day to shit
He can troll your guts out
With acts impure
He can turn you to a toad
Or a pile of manure
Curse the demon witch!
A thousand insults
Are better than wit
Preacher of hate
And he laughs at it
The bride of this witch
Is a terrible bitch
She waits and lingers
For his terrible fingers
And dwells in pain
Ritual dances for rain
She has her faults
Counts of aggravated assault
They hate together
Through endless weather
A bond that was shaped
On their first murderous rape
They laugh at time
Which defeats the best
They've made no friends
Due to constant detest
His eye will itch
He says fuck da bitch
Visits his best friend Mitch
All hail the demon witch
A ride to hitch
A corpse in a ditch
A wedding gone wrong
He crashed it with a song
For enemies he longs
We're happy when he is gone
All hail the demon witch
A wound to stitch
The rule of the rich
He knows two opposing truths
but just says
Fuck it.
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