Текст песни
Flying on a broom, casting magic spells
Witch life means freedom and witches won't care
The only problem – witch hunters here
They're trying to kill us but let them dare
Witch skill, skill, skill, skill
I want to fly, it makes me happy
Witch skill, skill, skill, skill
Stop bugging me
Listening to hard rock, driving my old car
Hunting witches – is a job that I love
Making the world a better place
I'll find a witch, I won't lose the trace
Witch's kill, kill, kill, kill
I want to hunt, it makes me happy
Witch's kill, kill, kill, kill
Stop bugging me
Dark power's magic potions
Deadly weapon craft
But no one can resist the power of love
They tried to kill each other, they tried so hard
But in the end they couldn't live a day apart
Witch skill, skill, skill, skill
I want to fly, it makes me happy
Witch skill, skill, skill, skill
Please come to me
Witch skill, skill, skill, skill
I want to hunt, it makes me happy
Witch skill, skill, skill, skill
Please come to me
Witch skill, skill, skill, skill
Witch skill, skill, skill, skill
I want to fly, i want to fly
