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Silver Bullets (Verse 1) In the shadows, where the moonlight fades, Witches weave their curses, casting wicked shades. With their spells of hate, they twist and they bind, Like a tyrant’s grip on a tortured mind. No mercy in their hearts, no light in their eyes, Spreading pain and fear under blood-red skies. But we rise with fire, we won’t bend or break, For the world’s salvation, there’s a stand to make. (Chorus) Silver bullets fly, through the darkened night, Cutting through the evil, bringing down the fight. No different than the tyrants, with their twisted grooves, We’ll hunt those witches down with our righteous moves. Silver bullets sing, let the wicked fall, Their reign of terror ends, we’ll answer the call. No mercy for the cruel, no tears for their plight, Silver bullets burn, in the name of what’s right. (Verse 2) They conjure up their chaos, like a dictator’s plan, Crushing hope and freedom in the palm of their hand. But we load our chambers with the metal of truth, Silver in the barrel, we’re the reckoning’s proof. Through the fog and fire, we’ll track every spell, Send those witches screaming to the gates of hell. Their lies are like venom, their hearts cold as stone, But we’ll carve their names on a righteous headstone. (Chorus) Silver bullets fly, through the darkened night, Cutting through the evil, bringing down the fight. No different than the tyrants, with their twisted grooves, We’ll hunt those witches down with our righteous moves. Silver bullets sing, let the wicked fall, Their reign of terror ends, we’ll answer the call. No mercy for the cruel, no tears for their plight, Silver bullets burn, in the name of what’s right. (Bridge) They thought they’d rule forever, with their wicked schemes, But we’re the hunters now, tearing apart their dreams. Like the ghosts of history, their evil’s the same, We’ll bury their darkness, erase their name. Silver’s our justice, it’s sharp and it’s cold, For the witches and tyrants, no mercy bestowed. (Chorus) Silver bullets fly, through the darkened night, Cutting through the evil, bringing down the fight. No different than the tyrants, with their twisted grooves, We’ll hunt those witches down with our righteous moves. Silver bullets sing, let the wicked fall, Their reign of terror ends, we’ll answer the call. No mercy for the cruel, no tears for their plight, Silver bullets burn, in the name of what’s right. (Outro) So load your silver bullets, let the truth ignite, We’ll end the witches’ reign in the heart of the night. No more shall they torment, no more shall they roam, With silver in our hands, we’ll send them all home.