witch是grip

What the hell!
Is this a trick
My mind is sick and slowly sinking
Under the fear, from voices clear,
Twisting my meanings
I can't join these souls
The witch's curse is left untold

Cut the throat of life
Scraping mould from blunt knives
It falls in threes, two shattered knees
No one to catch me, broken spine
Crawling through the past
Into the black and hazy, fawn shrine
The fawn cries!

Cut the throat of life
Scraping mould from blunt knives
This witch's grip is deep , like cancer
The witch's grip is deep,
This witch's grip is deep,
This necromancer's grip is deep

Why won't you take off this spell?
Why won 't you take off this spell?
The witch's grip is deep
This witch's grip is deep
The witch's grip is deep
This witch's grip is deep