3 acessos
Into darkened visions
My past still haunting me
The seven witches are calling
Why don't they set me free
The hour approaches midnight, heed
the call of darkness
Twisted trees cast shadows amidst the
tangled forest
One by one they approach their daylight lives are now forgotten
No husbands have they at home, no
children
Have they begotten
The circle is complete as the
seventh witch appears
All of them sisters and all of them
are without fear
The night surrounds them like a dirty
black shroud
Listen closely to the wind hear them
chanting loud
Worship and give praise to the night
Embrace the gift of second sight
All hold true to the sign
Darkened glory divine