The brew of the witches The wizards leaf Steeped together in blood for 500 years Consumed at the mountain top as you kiss her lips These witches are bound to get me high High on the witches brew Burn like a Redwood from the inside out The ceiling in your head floats away The skin on your hands melt, exposed arteries Blacked out on the mountaintop - she got what she needs These witches are bound to get me high High on the witches brew Get me high