Depressive Witches - Bad Flask

My own crimes
Your own blood
You own fear
My own pain
To your brain
Connected
Drink the flask
No question
Submit you
Summon them
To the fall
To the end
Bewitched them
Serve the sign
Of our fight

Everytime I left behind, my strenght and my soul
Everytime I left behind, the tears I didn't hold

I'm the snake
In your soul
In your mind
From the land
Of Evil
We will slay
Watch the flags
In the wind
Raise them all

What do you fear ? The Witch!
What do you want ? The Flask !
What do you feel ? Pain!
Why do you hide ?

Hide your face
No way to see
Your old skin
Feeling snakes
In your back
In the black