When I look out my window Many sights to see And when I look in my window So many different people to be And it's strange So very strange You got to pick up every stitch You got to pick up every stitch You got to pick up every stitch Oooh yeah, must be the season of the witch Must be the season of the witch Must be the season of the witch, yeah Must be the season of the witch When I look over my shoulder What do you think that I see? Someone else is lookin' over His shoulder at me And it's strange It's very strange You got to pick up every stitch The rabbits runnin' in the ditch Everyone's out to make it rich Oh no, must be the season of the witch Must be the season of the witch Must be the season of the witch, yeah Must be the season of the witch When I look over my shoulder It's very strange

Alone in the darkness Lonely and scared You're in fear of your life Deadly witch's crystal Sensing your fears My spell is cast on you My little dear Do you feel you're captured by the grace of the witch Do you feel you're captured by the grace of the witch Look into my eyes I'm poisoning you I watch as you Grovel in my stew I'm bastardized Cursed by sin Come on down to hell Watch the flames begin I've got evil on my mind My power so divine My spells cannot be broke Until i hang the rope I am not alive or dead I'm a spirit dressed in red I come from the grave Your soul i plan to take Do you feel you're captured by the grace of the witch Do you feel you're captured by the grace of the witch Look into my eyes I'm poisoning you I watch as you Grovel in my stew I'm bastardized Cursed by sin Come on down to hell Watch the flames begin Do you feel you're captured by the grace of the witch Do you feel you're captured by the grace of the witch

The Academy Is... Wake up, think fast, three weeks have passed. We are changing. No sleep, no gas, no excuses will pass these lips Cause we're shapin' up to be All you wish you could have been To write the hits and to turn their heads And to open eyes (open your eyes) to a brand new season, A brand new season. So show me something we haven't heard yet, But I'm not convinced and your heartless songs won't stick. But I, I'll sing you something you won't forget For the first time I know this is now who I am. Wake up, think fast, three weeks have passed these lips 'Cause we're shapin' up to be All you wish you could have been To write the hits and to turn heads, to turn heads, And to open eyes (open your eyes) to a brand new season, A brand new season. So show me something we haven't heard yet, But I'm not convinced and your heartless songs won't stick. But I, I'll sing you something you won't forget For the first time I know this is now who I am. You'll see what we mean, You'll notice when we're gone. So show me something we haven't heard yet, But I'm not convinced and your heartless songs won't stick. But I, I'll sing you something you won't forget For the first time I know this is now who I am. So show me something we haven't heard yet, But I'm not convinced and your heartless songs won't stick. But I, I'll sing you something you won't forget For the first time I know this is now who I am.

When I look outside my window, What do I see? And when I look outside my window, So many different people to be That it's strange, so strange. You've got to pick up every stitch, Two rabbits running in a ditch, The hippies out to make it rich Oh no, must be the season of the witch, Must be the season of the witch, Must be the season of the witch. Must be the season of the witch. (Well) when I look over my shoulder What do I see? And when I look over my shoulder, Some ancient fellow I'm longing to be It's so strange So strange You've got to pick up every stitch, Two rabbits running in the ditch, That hippie's out to make it rich Oh no, must be the season of the witch, Must be the season of the witch, yeah Must be the season of the witch. Must be the season of the witch. "And here we sit immerged in a liquid sea of love, Shimmering rainbows in silver sky above, A looking glass that reflects our past Tied with seaweed all around like willows Upside down you caress my heart Caress my soul Surround my limbs You laugh your laugh And hold my body fast And we wake up and sit here thinking Thinking about the times we used to have And know they're gone forever We'll never learn Never learn" "Help me" "Somebody help him" As I look over my shoulder What do I see? And as I look over my shoulder, There's so many pretty sights to see That it's strange, so strange You've got to pick up every stitch, You've got to pick up every stitch, Those hippies out to make it rich Oh no, must be the season of the witch, Must be the season of the witch, Must be the season of the witch. Season of the witch Please have mercy on my soul No. No. Must be the season of the witch "God. God, hey! If you can't help us you better listen Please Momma, I'm cold"

When I look outside my window What do I see? And when I look outside my window So many different people to be, yeah That it's strange, so strange You've got to pick up every stitch Two rabbits running in a ditch The hippies out to make it rich Oh no Must be the season of the witch Must be the season of the witch Must be the season of the witch Must be the season of the witch Well, when I look over my shoulder What do I see? And when I look over my shoulder Some ancient fellow I'm longing to be It's so strange, so strange You've got to pick up every stitch Two rabbits running in the ditch The hippies out to make it rich Oh no Must be the season of the witch Must be the season of the witch Must be the season of the witch Must be the season of the witch And here we sit immersed in a liquid sea of love Shimmering rainbows in silver sky above A looking glass that reflects our past Tied with seaweed all around like willows Upside down, you caress my heart Caress my soul, surround my limbs You laugh your laugh and hold my body fast And we wake up and sit here thinking Thinking about the times we used to have And know they're gone forever We'll never learn, never learn "Help me" "Somebody help him" As I look over my shoulder What do I see? And as I look over my shoulder There's so many pretty sights to see That it's strange, so strange You've got to pick up every stitch You've got to pick up every stitch Those hippies out to make it rich Oh no Must be the season of the witch Must be the season of the witch Season of the witch Please have mercy on my soul No, no, must be the season of the witch [Incomprehensible] God, God, hey If you can't help us you better listen, please Momma, I'm cold

Give in as they mentally rape you, so what? They lie and deny, imitate you Who cares? Awaken their love, feeding frenzy Blood lust Give in and comply and I hate you, in disgust Psychic vampires suck the life from you Do as they say Do as they do The leeches they writhe as they drain you to the bone They dig with their teeth and their razors, in your flesh Inside of the body collecting Pure greed You live and you die and upon you, they feed Psychic vampires suck the life from you Do as they say Do as they do Psychic vampires constantly in pain, all in your head Crawl in your brain It's in your head and you've bled Your life goes by in a mindless bliss Sucking you dry and you can't resist Never your own are the thoughts in your head Killing you slow, sleep with the dead.

Caustic annihilation as far as the eye can see Devils are all around me laughing writhing in victory One is the same, one is the other One is the pain, one is the brother We see, like brothers we bleed The burning eyes, they love to see you Another choking breath And all of the things you have inside you The beauty, the hatred, the death One is the same, one is the other One is the pain, one is the brother One is the vile and filth that we breed One is the edge of the knife and the color we bleed Like brothers we bleed Now bleed Rise again, insidious Death to son Lazarus Like the night kills the day Sacrifice and burn away Caustic annihilation as far as the eye can see Devils are all around me laughing writhing in victory One is the same, one is the other One is the pain, one is the brother One is the vile and filth that we breed One is the edge of the knife and the color we bleed Like brothers we bleed

Brothers of darkness; void of light. Poison the father; venomous bite. Divine intervention; the holy parasite. Crumbling arches; we are the end. Raining upon us again and again. Lucifer rising; finally descend. Rise, serpent on the cross. We see the ocean of fire; the blood in the skies. The golden horizon; the all seeing eye. War of attrition; master of the flies. The mindless submission, the life on a chain. The disintegration, the vital remain. Bleeding the hallow; author of your pain. Rise, serpent on the cross. See the vultures circle round. Feeding off the dead, an ocean turning red. Eternally you search. SNAKE CHURCH. Sealing the ending, wage of sin. Assimilation, the devil within. Serpent arising; shedding of the skin. Our damnation, burial tomb. Into the coven; into the womb. As we recite the prophecy of doom. Eternally you search. Rise, rise, rise SNAKE CHURCH.