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The Witching Hour

eliahusamartin

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About

female vocalist, darkwave, folk, melancholic, atmospheric, ritualistic, 2020s, orchestral, neo-classical

Lyrics

Intro

(In a cold mountain wind)

Mm

(Ooh)

Mm

Chorus

(this is the witching hour)

This is the witching hour

When truth is no longer afraid

Every shadow wears my face

Every silence knows my secret

(this is the witching hour)

This is the witching hour

Where no mask can survive

What we conceal throughout the day

Is what the darkness brings to life

Verse 1

At midnight the city closes its eyes

But every window inside me lights up

The clocks chew through blackened seconds

And the walls utter forgotten names

I light a candle before the mirror

Not to summon the dead

But to find the versions of myself

I buried while they still breathed

Pre-Chorus

(Ooh-ooh-ooh)

Let them rise

Chorus

This is the witching hour

When truth is no longer afraid

Every shadow wears my face

Every silence knows my secret

(this is the witching hour)

This is the witching hour

Where no mask can survive

What we conceal throughout the day

Is what the darkness brings to life

Verse 2

There are footsteps in the empty corridor

Though no one walks through the house

Perhaps it is only all my guilt

Searching for a body in which to sleep

Moonlight leaves scars across the floor

The darkness opens both its hands

And what I once called a demon

Answers in my own voice

Pre-Chorus

(Ooh-ooh-ooh)

Let them speak

Chorus

This is the witching hour

When truth is no longer afraid

Every shadow wears my face

Every silence knows my secret

(this is the witching hour)

This is the witching hour

Where no mask can survive

What we conceal throughout the day

Is what the darkness brings to life

Bridge

(breathing)

It is not the forest that shelters the witch

Nor the circle drawn upon the ground

She awakens deep within us

Each time we lie to our own hearts

(Ooh)

(Ooh-ooh)

Mm

Final

When morning comes to snuff the candles

No one will know where I have been

(where I have been)

But I will know

That I survived myself

(Survived)

(Survived myself)

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