Sleeping With The Witch - Dax Riggs

Spitting at death

A bat on the wing

We heard midnight

Singing her secret name

I dug my way out of the grave

And rode the worms into Judgment Day

Sleeping with the witch

I see the shadow of love

And then the absence of

I’ve been touched by the moonlight

Lost to the warmth of the sun

I dug my way out of the grave

And rode the worms into Judgment Day

Sleeping with the witch

Sweating a monstrous

Guilty black thing

Its glacial hand

On the reins of my dreams

I dug my way out of the grave

And rode the worms into Judgment Day

Sleeping with the witch

Sleeping with the witch

Sleeping with the witch

Sleeping with the witch