[music by EVOL, lyrics by Prince of Agony]
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Moon...is black tonight
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Silence...is mantling every sound
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Shadows...coming down the hills
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Fires...are burning in the clearing
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Witches...are dancing...ghosts around the pot
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Crying...praying...summoning the Witchlord
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"Witchlord, come to us, thine servants 'till the end.
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Possessed by Evil, we're trembling for thy strength".
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Windblows...shaking the treetops
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Lightning...flashing through the (clear) sky
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Thunder...frightening men asleep
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Blackshapes...coming out the pot
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Witches...are bowing...boneless before the dark smoke
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Weeping...shaking...summoning the Witchlord
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"Witchlord, come to us, thine servants 'till the end.
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Possessed by Evil, we're trembling for thy strength"
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A blaze of darkness from the Reign of Black strikes the pot in the middle
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of the glade;
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A gust of smoke rising from the circle melts to poison as two horns appear;
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A voice of sickness from a goated helm fills the air with a mortal stench.
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"Kneel, my servants, I heard your sick pleas, the time has come to fight
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for your faith.
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EVOL, my Lord, send me to drive you, the storm of death we will bring on
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earth.
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Thunder, Plague, Wind, Flood, come to my request, Father give me strength.
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Rise up
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your weapons and follow my dark sword, children of darkness bow to the
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Witchlord".
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Witchlord
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| Evol |
