Nothing More - Salem Lyrics
Where does your misfortune grow?From a humble house, with a cross burning slow?You fear she will challenge your throneSo you dig the dirt and it's selling like gold10 fingers 10 toes point, but not a damn one back at youIt's your fault you fall apartThe problem is in youBurn the witchOr stone and rope to bind her soulSink or swimAnd watch the truth drown belowYou search the hills, swift and trueLook outside yourself, for it cannot be youThe town gathers and slander ensuesNot long 'til she's cursed, not long 'til she's throughYou've done the work of a saint, but with the devil's handWith cauldron gossip you pray, to restore this landHoly and dead, holy and deadRemember the plank?You've got a tree insteadThis will all be over soonShe's melting throughBut your dark clouds still remainSo grab another one without a name