I catch my breath finally
She keeps me calm and suddenly,
A relapse on old tricks tryina make a new
In his car she finally
Tampers with her sexuality
Scratching at each other's minds till their in the nude
As for me, my loyalty
Is only sold illegally
To the pantomime crying clown
Cry for me whilst upside down
Salivating, bloody mouth
Or passionately bloody mouth
And graveyard girls swinging a bag like a pendulum
For the static rustling
Plug me in, the record spins
And treat me like i wasn't someone that you knew
Annabelle she reads my dreams
Surrounding me in casualties,
But i don't get mad cause i know it's what you do
Over-priced phonologies
Brittle man he dress like me
Like the pantomime crying clown
Cry for me whilst upside down
Salivating, bloody mouth
Or passionately bloody mouth
And graveyard girls swinging a bag like a pendulum
She creates it
For her own
Her perfect body
She is perfect
Lonely
And graveyard girls swinging a bag like a pendulum
She creates it
For her own
Her perfect body
She is perfect
Lonely
Like the pantomime
Crying Clown by The Wytches
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music to narrowly avoid hitting pedestrians on the bike path to
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ALBUM REVIEW: Our Guest Can't Be Named by The Wytches
With a name like The Wytches and being a metal fan, I expected the album Our Guest Can’t Be Named to have a metal sound but what I received was far from it and it was absolutely delightful.
Flowing throughout Our Guest Can’t Be Named are gritty and mammoth guitar riffs, slick bass lines, heavy drums, and sombre vocals that tether between a wonderful sense of gloom and doom, but filled with this…
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This One Song… The Wytches on Unsure
Tell you what – we love hearing from artists when things go right. We equally love hearing from artists when things go dreadfully wrong. A song that was a piece of piss, written in 20 minutes? Or years in the making and a bastard to write?
Whether it’s a song that came together through great duress or one that was smashed out in a short amount of time, we’re getting the lowdown from some of our…
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The Wytches - Maria
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The Wytches - Zep Step / video
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Oɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴏɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴏɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴏɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴏɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴏɴ ᴀɴᴅ 🤡
I ᴄᴀᴛᴄʜ ᴍʏ ʙʀᴇᴀᴛʜ ғɪɴᴀʟʟʏ
Sʜᴇ ᴋᴇᴇᴘs ᴍᴇ ᴄᴀʟᴍ ᴀɴᴅ sᴜᴅᴅᴇɴʟʏ,
A ʀᴇʟᴀᴘsᴇ ᴏɴ ᴏʟᴅ ᴛʀɪᴄᴋs ᴛʀʏɪɴᴀ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴀ ɴᴇᴡ
Iɴ ʜɪs ᴄᴀʀ sʜᴇ ғɪɴᴀʟʟʏ
Tᴀᴍᴘᴇʀs ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜᴇʀ sᴇxᴜᴀʟɪᴛʏ
Sᴄʀᴀᴛᴄʜɪɴɢ ᴀᴛ ᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ’s ᴍɪɴᴅs ᴛɪʟʟ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ɴᴜᴅᴇ
As ғᴏʀ ᴍᴇ, ᴍʏ ʟᴏʏᴀʟᴛʏ
Is ᴏɴʟʏ sᴏʟᴅ ɪʟʟᴇɢᴀʟʟʏ
Tᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀɴᴛᴏᴍɪᴍᴇ ᴄʀʏɪɴɢ ᴄʟᴏᴡɴ
Cʀʏ ғᴏʀ ᴍᴇ ᴡʜɪʟsᴛ ᴜᴘsɪᴅᴇ ᴅᴏᴡɴ
Sᴀʟɪᴠᴀᴛɪɴɢ, ʙʟᴏᴏᴅʏ ᴍᴏᴜᴛʜ
Oʀ ᴘᴀssɪᴏɴᴀᴛᴇʟʏ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅʏ ᴍᴏᴜᴛʜ
Aɴᴅ ɢʀᴀᴠᴇʏᴀʀᴅ ɢɪʀʟs sᴡɪɴɢɪɴɢ ᴀ ʙᴀɢ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴀ ᴘᴇɴᴅᴜʟᴜᴍ
Fᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ sᴛᴀᴛɪᴄ ʀᴜsᴛʟɪɴɢ
Pʟᴜɢ ᴍᴇ ɪɴ, ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇᴄᴏʀᴅ sᴘɪɴs
Aɴᴅ ᴛʀᴇᴀᴛ ᴍᴇ ʟɪᴋᴇ ɪ ᴡᴀsɴ’ᴛ sᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴇᴡ
Aɴɴᴀʙᴇʟʟᴇ sʜᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅs ᴍʏ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍs
Sᴜʀʀᴏᴜɴᴅɪɴɢ ᴍᴇ ɪɴ ᴄᴀsᴜᴀʟᴛɪᴇs,
Bᴜᴛ ɪ ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ɢᴇᴛ ᴍᴀᴅ ᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ɪ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ɪᴛ’s ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏ
Oᴠᴇʀ-ᴘʀɪᴄᴇᴅ ᴘʜᴏɴᴏʟᴏɢɪᴇs
Bʀɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴍᴀɴ ʜᴇ ᴅʀᴇss ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴍᴇ
Lɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀɴᴛᴏᴍɪᴍᴇ ᴄʀʏɪɴɢ ᴄʟᴏᴡɴ
Cʀʏ ғᴏʀ ᴍᴇ ᴡʜɪʟsᴛ ᴜᴘsɪᴅᴇ ᴅᴏᴡɴ
Sᴀʟɪᴠᴀᴛɪɴɢ, ʙʟᴏᴏᴅʏ ᴍᴏᴜᴛʜ
Oʀ ᴘᴀssɪᴏɴᴀᴛᴇʟʏ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅʏ ᴍᴏᴜᴛʜ
Aɴᴅ ɢʀᴀᴠᴇʏᴀʀᴅ ɢɪʀʟs sᴡɪɴɢɪɴɢ ᴀ ʙᴀɢ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴀ ᴘᴇɴᴅᴜʟᴜᴍ
Sʜᴇ ᴄʀᴇᴀᴛᴇs ɪᴛ
Fᴏʀ ʜᴇʀ ᴏᴡɴ
Hᴇʀ ᴘᴇʀғᴇᴄᴛ ʙᴏᴅʏ
Sʜᴇ ɪs ᴘᴇʀғᴇᴄᴛ
Lᴏɴᴇʟʏ
Aɴᴅ ɢʀᴀᴠᴇʏᴀʀᴅ ɢɪʀʟs sᴡɪɴɢɪɴɢ ᴀ ʙᴀɢ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴀ ᴘᴇɴᴅᴜʟᴜᴍ
Sʜᴇ ᴄʀᴇᴀᴛᴇs ɪᴛ
Fᴏʀ ʜᴇʀ ᴏᴡɴ
Hᴇʀ ᴘᴇʀғᴇᴄᴛ ʙᴏᴅʏ
Sʜᴇ ɪs ᴘᴇʀғᴇᴄᴛ
Lᴏɴᴇʟʏ
Lɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀɴᴛᴏᴍɪᴍᴇ
Cʀʏɪɴɢ Cʟᴏᴡɴ ʙʏ Tʜᴇ Wʏᴛᴄʜᴇs v3 😭
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Shouting at the wall because he’s shouting at me back
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Good Morning everyone!
How was your weekend? (I guess for my British friends it still lasts with May Bank Holiday)
Here’s a little Drukhari wytch Carenseth enjoying (a bit too much) her first drink straight from Terra!
For colours I used my custom paint scheme that I have my Drukhari in.
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FUCKINGGG OBSESSEDDD with this little coffin purse i just finished making for myself🥹⚰️
should i start selling these?! i'm so proud of how it turned out༺⚰︎༻
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ended up playing through a goodly chunk of Wytchwood last night so today, warmup of the titular ✨wytch✨
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