written by Frost/Lucas
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Into darkened visions
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My past still haunting me
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The seven witches are calling
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Why don't they set me free
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The hour approaches midnight, heed
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the call of darkness
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Twisted trees cast shadows amidst the
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tangled forest
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One by one they approach their daylight lives are now forgotten
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No husbands have they at home, no
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children
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Have they begotten
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The circle is complete as the
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seventh witch appears
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All of them sisters and all of them
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are without fear
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The night surrounds them like a dirty
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black shroud
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Listen closely to the wind hear them
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chanting loud
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Worship and give praise to the night
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Embrace the gift of second sight
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All hold true to the sign
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Darkened glory divine
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I have watched them from afar
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I know the wicked games they play
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Fear sends chills up and down my spine
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Still I cannot break away
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I freeze in shock I've been discovered
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I lose my breath as if I'm smothered
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They descend now cold as ice
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I become their sacrifice
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Seven witches of the night
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Seven witches curse the light
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Seven witches hold the key
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Seven witches set me free
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Seven Witches
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Seven Witches |