LYRICS
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And when the moon grows smallerDonna picks out a flowerGives her a witchy powerThere in the witching hourIn the witching hourDonna's taking her potionEating all my devotionFucking up my emotionIn the witching hourDonna picks her a flowerIn the witching hourOn the graveyard hillShe's calling out her curseI'm taking my last breathWith each chapter and each verseAnd soon I will be killedIn the poisonous forestDonna lights up her torchesHer eyes are flying saucersHer hair is black and gorgeousI see her down at the crossroadsShe can lead you to madnessShe's leading me into darknessIn the witching hourIn the witching hourIn the witching hourOn the graveyard hillShe's calling out her curseI'm taking my last breathWith each chapter and each verseAnd soon I will be killedOn the graveyard hillShe's calling out her curseI'm taking my last breathWith each chapter and each verseAnd soon I will be killedAnd soon I will be killed
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