The witch lies in the details, so you'd better be vague And the easier the serpent talks The more willing serve slaves When the lies are frosted, then they'll all eat the cake Especially if you tell them that it's, good for heaven's sake
So give and trust their lies...or it's just a sin And don't look for the whispers just open your ears to the din And follow their way Follow their wicked way
Their death lasts just a short while, the grave they'll refuse Their kind will always rise again As long as there's someone to use And veiled in the cloak of heroes, they'll bask in the shade As little ones freeze and cower, and their fortunes fade
Now give in and trust their lies, or it's just an evil sin And don't look for the whispers just open your ears to the din And follow their way Follow their wicked way
