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Pound me the witch drums The witch drums Pound me the witch drums Pound me the witch drums The witch drums Better pray for hell, not hallelujah I'm a coat of fists Dead and hardened spiders Like two mangled crowns Or the widest of the meanest coiled snakes Folks said I Look like death Lived in the hotel of my eyes Lives wide open like a whore Painted in spit from the earth between her thighs Keep your halos tight, I'm your God or your guardian Keep your halo tight One hand on the trigger, the other hand in mine Because now Cupid carries a gun SongtexteNow, now Cupid, Cupid carries a gun Pound me the witch drums The witch drums Pound me the witch drums Pound me the witch drums The witch drums Better pray for hell, not hallelujah She had those crow black eyes Starless, but she fucks Like a comet Laid as still as a Bible And it felt like Revelations when I looked inside Keep your halos tight, I'm your God or your guardian Keep your halo tight One hand on the trigger, the other hand in mine Keep your halos tight, I'm your God or your guardian Keep your halo tight One hand on the trigger, the other hand in mine Because now Cupid carries a gun Now, now Cupid, Cupid carries a gun Pound me the witch drums The witch drums Better pray for hell, not hallelujah Better pray for hell, not hallelujah Better pray for hell, not hallelujah Pound me the witch drums (Dank an Nemoris Inferioris und linda für den Text) Aus Songtexte Mania