The Witch And The Christ - High On Fire

Roll the bones and dice

A pagan sacrificed

A fleeting state of mind

My hair begins to rise

I pay my demons price

The tree was shaken thrice

The spell was dealt the crone

The knuckle and the stone

The blood on my clothes

My family’s demise

A cryptid wolf lunatic

The witch and the christ

She’s traded the root of me

For carnivorous eyes

The baffling truth of it

The witch and the christ

The bloody pentecost

The true belief is lost

Lurker in darkest forests

The thirst for blood is quenched

(repeat 1st verse)