Discover the poetic beauty in ‘Lay with the Wicked’ by A Pale Horse Named Death. This lyric breakdown takes you on a journey through the artist’s thoughts, emotions, and the story they aim to tell. From clever metaphors to evocative imagery, we delve into the nuances that make this song a lyrical masterpiece. Whether you’re a fan of A Pale Horse Named Death or a lover of well-crafted words, our detailed analysis will give you a deeper understanding and appreciation of this song.
Behind a black veil with all her snakes
The smell of candles permeates
She looked at me and said a curse
Then it all took a turn for the worse
See the witches sing and dance
Rituals put me in a trance
Seeing stars and now it’s black
She sent my soul to burn with the damned
Voodoo woman put a spell on me
She stabs her dolls and buries them 6 feet deep
Throwing flowers and dancing with the dead
She takes my soul and I lay with the wicked
Voodoo woman put a spell on me
She stabs her dolls and buries them 6 feet deep
Throwing flowers and dancing with the dead
She takes my soul and I lay with the wicked
And I lay with the wicked
And I lay with the wicked
And I lay with the wicked
And I lay with the wicked
And you lay me down
And you lay me down
And you lay me down
And you lay me down
And you lay me down