Driving, rhythm-heavy ensemble number built on stomps, claps, and sharp percussive accents, starting almost playful and ironic before darkening into something biting and accusatory; tempo mid-to-fast with tight, syncopated vocal phrasing and layered call-and-response sections between a lead witch and the full ensemble; instrumentation should feel raw and physical — floor percussion, low drums, minimal bass, and angular string stabs — creating a courtroom-meets-ritual energy; harmonies grow increasingly bold and unified as the witches expose fear, hypocrisy, and scapegoating, culminating in a powerful, percussive final unison line delivered with cold clarity; overall tone is theatrical, clever, and sharply satirical — turning history into indictment with wit and fire.
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Lyrics
INTRO (Spoken in rhythm – Lead Witch)
When crops would fail
When storms would rise
When plague would walk
Through your quiet lives
When men in power
Had something to hide
You needed a monster.
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VERSE 1
When babies died
When cows went dry
When kings told lies
And couldn’t say why
When priests grew nervous
About curious minds
You needed a monster.
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PRE-CHORUS (tight harmony)
Not famine.
Not greed.
Not your own fear.
No, that was too close.
You needed us here.
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CHORUS (sharp, percussive)
You needed a monster
So you made one up
With crooked smiles
And a poisoned cup
You needed a monster
With a woman’s face
So you could blame
What you couldn’t trace
You needed a monster
To feed the flame
So you gave us a name.
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VERSE 2
She reads too much.
She speaks too loud.
She won’t bow down.
She draws a crowd.
She knows the herbs.
She knows the sky.
Burn her first.
Ask questions why.
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BUILD (ensemble layers overlap)
Call it evil.
Call it sin.
Call it anything
But look within.
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CHORUS (bigger, more biting)
You needed a monster
To guard your throne
To keep the frightened
Feeling known
You needed a monster
So you could say
It wasn’t you
It was her
All along that day.
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BREAK (sudden quiet – single voice)
Monsters don’t grow in forests.
They grow in fear.
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FINAL BUILD (stomp rhythm returns heavier)
So when the fire
Lit the square
And smoke curled up
Like answered prayer
Tell us —
Who was dangerous there?
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FINAL LINE (unison, cold)
You needed a monster.