The Witching Hour
The Kinnardlys Lyrics
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While you have time
Sleep safe
In your bed tonight
But for those
Who must wander the streets
(There´s no escape)
From our will and our might
There is no way to know
Which way the wind blows
Every soul we take
Only brings us greater power
Every heart we break
Surrenders to
The witching hour
Numbers are growing
We won´t be denied
Keep to the shadows
And multiply
Veils are torn
When the clocks strikes twelve
(There´s no escape)
We have crossed the divide
Seeking out those who hide
There is no way to know
Which way the wind blows
Do your best to wand us off
Burn us, drown us, we don´t stop
Spells are still as strong as ever
Will be till the twelfth of never
Tu ne cede malis sed contra audentior ito
(There´s no escape)
After midnight we strike
Howling wolves feel our bite
There is no way to know
Which way the wind blows
Tu ne cede malis sed contra audentior itoSurrender to
The witching hour
"The Witching Hour" by The Kinnardlys is a song about witches who are ready to strike at the midnight hour. The song is eerie and haunting, and the lyrics are a warning to those who dare to wander the streets during the witching hour. The verses use figurative language to paint a picture of the dangers of the night. The opening lines advise the listener to enjoy the present and gather roses while they still can, as anything can happen in the night. The chorus describes how the strength of the witches grows with every soul they take and every heart they break. The numbers of the witches are increasing, and they cannot be denied.
The second verse warns that the witches multiply while hiding in the shadows, and veils are torn when the clock strikes twelve. The witches seek out those who hide, and there is no way to know which way the wind blows. The bridge of the song is a rallying cry from the witches to their would-be attackers. They dare them to try to stop them with spells, as their powers are still strong, and they will continue to be so until the twelfth of never. The outro of the song uses a Latin phrase "Tu ne cede malis sed contra audentior ito," meaning "Do not give in to evil but proceed ever more boldly against it." It is a final warning to those who might try to stop the witches that they are not afraid and will strike after midnight.
Line by Line Meaning
Gather your roses
Take advantage of your time while you still can
While you have time
You never know when your time will run out
Sleep safe
Enjoy peaceful slumber
In your bed tonight
At this moment you are safe from harm
But for those
Unfortunately not everyone is as lucky
Who must wander the streets
Some are forced to roam around aimlessly
(There´s no escape)
There is no way out of their fate
From our will and our might
Our power is unavoidable
They will give up the fight
Resistance will be futile
There is no way to know
It is impossible to predict
Which way the wind blows
What will happen next
Every soul we take
Each life we end
Only brings us greater power
Gives us more control over the world
Every heart we break
Each emotional wound we inflict
Surrenders to
Submits to
The witching hour
The time of night when magic and evil reign
Numbers are growing
Our forces are increasing
We won´t be denied
We will not be stopped
Keep to the shadows
Stay hidden from the light
And multiply
Reproduce and create more of our kind
Veils are torn
The boundaries between worlds are broken
When the clock strikes twelve
At the beginning of the witching hour
(There´s no escape)
No one can avoid our grasp
We have crossed the divide
We have entered a new realm of existence
Seeking out those who hide
Hunting for those who evade us
Do your best to wand us off
Try to repel us with your magic
Burn us, drown us, we don´t stop
Attempts to kill us will be futile
Spells are still as strong as ever
Our powers are undiminished
Will be till the twelfth of never
We will continue to exist for eternity
Tu ne cede malis sed contra audentior ito
Do not give in to evil, but proceed more boldly against it
(There´s no escape)
Our power cannot be eluded
After midnight we strike
We become more powerful as the night progresses
Howling wolves feel our bite
Even the animals can sense our malevolent presence
There is no way to know
The future is unpredictable
Which way the wind blows
What is to come
Surrender to
Submit to
The witching hour
The time of night when evil and magic rule supreme
Contributed by Daniel B. Suggest a correction in the comments below.