The witch lies in the details, so you'd better be vague
And the easier the serpent talks
The more willing serve slaves
When the lies are frosted, then they'll all eat the cake
Especially if you tell them that it's, good for heaven's sake

So give and trust their lies...or it's just a sin
And don't look for the whispers just open your ears to the din
And follow their way
Follow their wicked way

Their death lasts just a short while, the grave they'll refuse
Their kind will always rise again
As long as there's someone to use
And veiled in the cloak of heroes, they'll bask in the shade
As little ones freeze and cower, and their fortunes fade

Now give in and trust their lies, or it's just an evil sin
And don't look for the whispers just open your ears to the din
And follow their way
Follow their wicked way