The sorceress waves her oak staff high
Topped with an emerald gem
Drawing magic from the trees
Absorbed into her diadem
The ground beneath her stirs and quakes
The graveyard wakes tonight
Slender hands burst through the soil
Behold this nubile sight
Two naked corpses stride towards her
Flesh decayed and wormed
The witchly sorceress disrobes
She doesn't bitch or squirm
Two dead girls lick their lips
And slide their fingers down
The lesbian witch moans at the moon
Reflecting on her sapphire crown
Dying just to f*ck the dead
Letting them have their way
Twin cadavers with bones exposed
Unto living flesh obey
Now on their knees they lick her skin
But the primal instinct takes hold
Biting through her quaking thighs
The witch is taken into the fold
Of her own walking dead
Mistwalker - Zombified Lesbians Lyrics
Mistwalker - Zombified Lesbians Lyrics
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The sorceress waves her oak staff high
Topped with an emerald gem
Drawing magic from the trees
Absorbed into her diadem
The ground beneath her stirs and quakes
The graveyard wakes tonight
Slender hands burst through the soil
Behold this nubile sight
Two naked corpses stride towards her
Flesh decayed and wormed
The witchly sorceress disrobes
She doesn't bitch or squirm
Two dead girls lick their lips
And slide their fingers down
The lesbian witch moans at the moon
Reflecting on her sapphire crown
Dying just to f*ck the dead
Letting them have their way
Twin cadavers with bones exposed
Unto living flesh obey
Now on their knees they lick her skin
But the primal instinct takes hold
Biting through her quaking thighs
The witch is taken into the fold
Of her own walking dead
Topped with an emerald gem
Drawing magic from the trees
Absorbed into her diadem
The ground beneath her stirs and quakes
The graveyard wakes tonight
Slender hands burst through the soil
Behold this nubile sight
Two naked corpses stride towards her
Flesh decayed and wormed
The witchly sorceress disrobes
She doesn't bitch or squirm
Two dead girls lick their lips
And slide their fingers down
The lesbian witch moans at the moon
Reflecting on her sapphire crown
Dying just to f*ck the dead
Letting them have their way
Twin cadavers with bones exposed
Unto living flesh obey
Now on their knees they lick her skin
But the primal instinct takes hold
Biting through her quaking thighs
The witch is taken into the fold
Of her own walking dead
Writer: Greg Sweetapple
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid