Pickled feet not of swine
Severed limbs of my kind
Popping eyes eight to nine
All my friends get in line
Get the rope tie the knots
Juices boil keep them hot
Taking shots of bloody clots
Kill your body and let it rot
Stirring pots awful lot
Testing your tolerance 'til you drop
Take a sip 'til you trip
You're starting to spin can't get a grip
Witches brew for the few
Cultists who've joined just for the stew
Ritualist's in the midst
Of sending their souls into abyss
Witches brew
Death turned anew
Witches brew
Your life is due
Pick your poison
Boozy ocean
Liquid motion
Drink the potion
Witches brew
Death turned anew
Witches brew
Your life is due
Blacking out every night
Memory loss not a fright
Grab a bottle hold it tight
Brighter future out of sight
Stirring pots awful lot
Testing your tolerance 'til you drop
Take a sip 'til you trip
You're starting to spin can't get a grip
Witches brew for the few
Cultists who've joined just for the stew
Ritualist's in the midst
Of sending their souls into abyss
Witches brew
Death turned anew
Witches brew
Your life is due