Brew

from Alien House EP by The Gulls

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Brew
The witches gathered around the pot
Dressed all in black a gothic lot
Stirring with care their purple stew
Bringing to a boil their wicked brew
And when they sense their spell is done
They’ll set it lose and have some fun
At night by the crypt it’ll happen quick
An unsuspecting town now in their grip

Creaking groaning the living dead
Leaving the town filled with dread
Try as they will they can’t get free
The witches watch and cackle with glee

An ancient hex sealed away
Broken open the end of days
Restless souls unearthed to feed
They move around but they don’t bleed
An army of bones sent to kill
Soulless husks devoid of will
They crowd the streets in search of food
The smell of death aids the wretched mood

[Chorus]

The moon above casts a pale blue light
As the people bellow run in fright
The task at hand is nearly done
But the reign of death has just begun
For the last few folks theirs no escape
The last survivors accept their fate
The sun comes up the town is bare
No evidence of what happened there

Empty barren the town is dead
But standing here I’m filled with dread
With the spell on the loose no one’s free
The witches know and they cackle with glee

Creaking groaning the living dead
Leaving the town filled with dread
Try as they did they couldn’t get free
The witches watched and cackled with glee

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from Alien House EP, released January 7, 2016

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