Inside the maze of fire
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Kindled with desire
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Boiling the cauldron true
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Filled with witches' brew.
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Three Norns stand at the gates,
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Mater of the Fates
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Who keep the ancient runes,
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Howl at the silver moon.
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Would you drink the witches' brew,
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Blood of wisdom shed for you?
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Watch the dead rise from the grave
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And turn the monsters into slaves.
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Father of Tiw
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Long dead warriors rise for you.
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We drink the brew.
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Fire and water, earth and sky,
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Feast of torches lights the night;
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Hounds of Yeth bay at the moon;
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The blood of life is Witches' brew.
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Father of Tiw
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Einhereir doth rise for you.
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We drink the brew,
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Witches' brew.
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Witches' Brew
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| Manilla Road |
