verse 1
And when the moon grows smaller
Donna picks out a flower
Gives her a witchy power
Then in the witching hour
In a witching hour
verse 2
Donna?s taking her potion
Eating all my devotion
Fucking up my emotion
In a witching hour
Donna picks out a flower
In a witching hour
Pre-Chorus
On a graveyard hill
She?s calling out her curse
I?m taking my last breath
With each chapter and each verse
And soon I will be killed
Instrumental
verse 3
In the poisonous forest
Donna lights up her torches
Her eyes are flying saucers
Her hair is black and gorgeous
I see her down at the crossroad
She can lead you to madness
She?s leading me into darkness
In the witching hour
In the witching hour
In the witching hour
Pre-Chorus
On a graveyard hill
She?s calling out her curse
I?m taking my last breath
With each chapter and each verse
And soon I will be killed
On a graveyard hill
She?s calling out her curse
I?m taking my last breath
With each chapter and each verse
And soon I will be killed
Outro
And soon I will be killed