(Ulrich Roth)
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Dark night, there is no light
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In the realm of the black magic man
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Soul's flight into the cold blight
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Of the destroyer's magic land
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Poor man, whose spirits are stronger
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They're a little too weary
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You're starting to...
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Blind man, you're suckin' your own blood
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Soon black magic's dying
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You'd better start crying
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Blind man, you're suckin' your own blood
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Soon black magic's dying
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You'd better start crying
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Throw out your evil desire
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The dark king's kingdom is
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Made out of mire
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Throw out your evil desire
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The dark king's kingdom is
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Made out of mire
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Keep on for the kingdom of light
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There is no darkness, there is no night
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The Sail Of Charon
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| The Scorpions |
