UNWICHTIG feat. Fähe - Witch Hunter's Lament [STTZ - Märchenstunde]

Song nimmt Bezug auf Hänsel und Gretel: Hexenjäger. ========================================== Oooooh Yeah... Unwichtig and Fähe are back, alright? Gotta tell you our story, yeah. We're done with the candy, now we hunt by the moonlight. Fifteen years since that oven door slammed shut, Escaped the Gingerbread, right out of that rut. You think we'd be fine, just happy to be free? Nah, the trauma stayed with us, you gotta agree. Now we wear the leather, the shades, the heavy boots, The fairy tale got twisted, now we deal in bloody loot. We're packing the crossbows, the shotguns, and the knives, Taking down the dark magic, saving innocent lives. Oh-oh-oh, we're the Witch Hunters, hired for the gold! The violence is modern, a story yet untold. We don't just sweep floors, or leave a crumb trail behind, We're breaking black magic with a merciless mind! But every time the axe swings, a question starts to creep, Does one wicked woman mean we're judging too deep? Is this righteous anger, or just a mercenary lie? Baby, we need answers under this pale sky! See, I got a constant reminder of that sweet, sticky cage, The sugar rush trauma written on life's page. That house full of frosting, the treats I couldn't resist, Now my pancreas failed me, with a clench of the fist. I gotta check my levels, inject the sweet relief, (Gotta have the 'lin!) 'Cause too much dextrose brought me nothing but grief. The needles and vials, they're part of my gear, Keeping the low-blood-sugar from bringing the fear. We've seen the evil, the cackles, the spells, We know the darkness in those ancient wells. But every time a woman is framed by a jealous hand, A chill runs through me, I can't quite understand. We were saved from one, that doesn't make the rule, Are we the heroes, or just cynical fools? Fighting for the money, is that how we justify? That not every old soul deserves to burn and die. The moral gray area, it cuts us to the bone, Are we better than the wicked, casting the first stone? We're out for the bounty, the cash flow is key, But justice has a price, and that price is me. We save the kids, yeah, we do the noble thing, But the trauma pays the bills that the payments bring. Gotta face the mirror, see the blood on our gloves, Hunting the evil, but not knowing what true love is. Injection Time! (Gotta keep it steady) Witch Die Time! (We're already ready) For the Benjamins! (Yeah, the paper's right) We fight the Sin! (From the day to the night!) Oh-oh-oh, we're the Witch Hunters, hired for the gold! The violence is modern, a story yet untold! We don't just sweep floors, or leave a crumb trail behind, We're breaking black magic with a merciless mind! But every time the axe swings, a question starts to creep, Does one wicked woman mean we're judging too deep? Is this righteous anger, or just a mercenary lie? Baby, we need answers under this pale sky! Witch Hunters... Yeah... Gotta inject... We're Unwichtig and Fähe Bye Bye Bye... Oh-oh-oh, we're the Witch Hunters, hired for the gold! The violence is modern, a story yet untold! We don't just sweep floors, or leave a crumb trail behind, We're breaking black magic with a merciless mind! But every time the axe swings, a question starts to creep, Does one wicked woman mean we're judging too deep? Is this righteous anger, or just a mercenary lie? Baby, we need answers under this pale sky! Song Text ©: Thorsten Försterling