Caught in the Witches Eye - RIOT

In the land of the long forgotten

Where the rivers of tears

Washes the troubled souls clean

Lives a gypsy with a wandering spirit

And the blackest eyes

This world has ever seen

She stands at the ready

With the wolves by her side

She knows to wait long enough

For my resistance to subside

Caught in the witch’s eye

And I’m running out of time

Hard luck is coming my way

Cause I’m caught in the witch’s eye

Now and then she creeps out of the shadows

When the moon hangs low

And the harvest is ripe

There to comfort the weak and downtrodden

With promises of triumph

Over every gripe

She stands at the ready

With the wolves by her side

She knows to wait long enough

For my resistance to subside

Caught in the witch’s eye

And I’m running out of time

Hard luck is coming my way

Cause I’m caught in the witch’s eye