
Witch of the Hollow Hill
goodguyiaruz· 3:04 · 1 play · v3-preview
- orchestral
- epic
- female vocalist
- flute
- bodhrán
- folk metal
Lyrics
Instrumental Intro
Verse 1
Kindling gathered at the quarter moon
I braid the yarrow in my hair
Salt along the windowsill
Every door I bar
Pre-Chorus
They call me crooked
They call me cold
But the old ones taught me
What the fire never told
Chorus
I am the witch of the hollow hill
I am the witch they fear
Bone and bramble and bitter will
I am the witch of here
Post-Chorus
Burn burn burn me down
I rise from the ground
Verse 2
My grandmother whispered names
To the well before she died
Seven herbs in a copper bowl
And a secret she would hide
Pre-Chorus
They call me heathen
They call me cursed
But the roots remember
What the righteous said first
Chorus
I am the witch of the hollow hill
I am the witch they fear
Bone and bramble and bitter will
I am the witch of here
Post-Chorus
Burn burn burn me down
I rise from the ground
Bridge
Chalk and ash and candle wax
A circle drawn in rye
Let them come with iron and torch
Let them come and try
Guitar Solo
Chorus
I am the witch of the hollow hill
I am the witch they fear
Bone and bramble and bitter will
I am the witch of here
Post-Chorus
Burn burn burn me down
I rise from the ground
Burn burn burn me down
I rise from the ground
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