Erin Anastasia - To Burn The Witch lyrics

"To Burn the Witch" Teenagers scare the living sh** out of me Especially, when a whole car full of them shouted at me and my friends to: “Go to church!” Something I should have shrugged off as a meaningless remark, but it was difficult to shrug in my leather jacket. And as me and my friends stood with our backs against the concrete wall of a loud, music-filled bar, in our black nail-polish and black eyeshadow and black everything. I couldn't help but think that maybe they had rubber bullets but the people who taught them how to shoot had lead ones, or, considering their skewed view of us, maybe silver ones, and that this seemingly small insult was probably not confined to the mouths of a few teenagers but belonged to something larger, like a big building where they don't play music like this. Now I'm not religious, but this devil music, I promise, had nothing to do with it, more so the contradiction that Emerges from preaching love in one breath, and pa**ing judgement in the next love thy neighbor, right? but call the cops of thy neighbor who blasts their speakers too loud at night. They shouted at us to go to church, Words that felt less like an invitation and more like a curse Would me or my friends while dressed in this darkness really be welcome in their house of worship? or would there be whispers? would there be talk of witchcraft in our hands? Would a wooden post slowly be raised into place would a match be lit would we be burned at the stake? A entire congregation failing to realize That to burn the witch is to admit that magic exists, And there is magic here. When bodies get pa**ed over heads with an unexplainable lightness When the boiling cauldron of a crowd stirs And a heated mist swirls overtop When an honest chorus is chanted And a fourteen-year-old sweats out the demons That have possessed his mind for days Our magic has healing powers without the collection plate Our magic is knowing that when you fall, There are forces not just picking you up, but throwing you back into a place that isn't afraid of anger, or sadness, or darkness, because these things exist and we will not apologize for this for acknowledging this. They shouted at us to go to church But maybe we were already there And to them I'll only say this You are welcome, to join us in prayer.