Council of Judges - Kaitlyn McCabe

Through the darkness witches fly. The three mothers are coming soon. Spreading plague from the sky, Their mist is drawing down the moon. The council gathers in the hall To pray before their first trial. Can you hear the church bell toll? Or will you cover your ears? Staring with their empty eyes, From the circle witches rise. Now they learn to live in fear. Flesh will burn, and evil spells are broken again. Everywhere i look it's the same old story. The devil has his cunning ways to lure you. Always choose the right-hand turn and honour. Nail the sinners down with your boot on their face. Right! Our time will come at the end of days. We hold the iron cross above the goat of mendes. Vision must be served in the old-fashioned way. Brotherhood in red, won't you ride with me! Ride!

It could be a deadbeat, a smooching kiss of death Going on the defense, binding to bitterness Throw it off, throw it off Got your name, got your face, got a record of your mistakes It's too easy (it's too easy) to end up sneering It's been to long now Yes it was tough, now free yourself cut it off You could age so quickly in a year of judges And if youe stand there dwelling, you're no better then your grudges. Oh how it burns, oh how it burns It's too easy to end up sneering It's been to long now Yes it was tough, now free yourself cut it off Yes it was tough, now free yourself, cut it off Don't let it stop, no, free yourself, cut it off It could be better, free yourself, cut it off Yes it was tough, now free yourself, cut it off You could age so quickly in a year of judges They see you fall on your face, but yourself off from the smudges Oh how it burns, oh how it burns It's too easy (it's too easy) to end up sneering It's been to long now Yes it was tough, now free yourself cut it off Yes it was tough, now free yourself, cut it off Don't let it stop, no, free yourself, cut it off It could be better, free yourself, cut it off Yes it was tough, now free yourself, cut it off Yes it was tough, now free yourself, just let it out, cut it off

Changes of clothes and summer showers Like changing the guard it only lasts for hours, Wondering what and where did it go Crying over nothing worth crying for Once in a while - I still think about, The smile on your face girl, the first time around, I'm wondering what and who your doing it with Crying over nothing - worth crying for, still - Just now and then - I still get it, That same old feeling, I can't forget it Wondering why and where did I go Trying not to let them get to me so - Once in a while I just can't help it It's that same old feeling and how I regret it, Wondering why - I miss you so, Crying over nothing worth it all Baby please, if there's a chance, Let's throw out the past and get something back, I'm wondering why - did we part at all Crying over nothing worth crying for, Crying over nothing worth crying for, Crying over nothing worth crying for.

It's either - Something in their eyes or something in the drink But whatever it is they both stop and think There's no going back and nothing above It's lust or loneliness - but never love. She takes a breath as he takes his keys First name terms is the extent of it There's no getting out as they're going in But by tomorrow they both will begin To regret and renege on a bond they have struck A small price to pay and casual luck Some lose nothing - some lose a lot But whatever we have is all we have got. He takes her hand and leads to the room In half light and silence for their clothes to remove There's doubt in her mind but hope in her heart That this last one of many may be the start. So they wriggle and writhe for an hour or two But time has no place when two are consumed. They moan and they gasp but they don't really speak As no conversation could fit this scene. And tomorrow as always, always comes As she slips away - he still dumb He felt the urge just as she felt the need Now the need to get out, still carrying his seed, Which trickles down her leg and onto her shoe Onto the pavement and then out of view Into the gutter and down into a drain Joining a river and there to remain - There's no going back and there's nothing above It's lust and loneliness that drives us along It's lust and loneliness - but it's seldom love.