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When the clock strikes the hour
Which beast will prey on whom?
The winds are gathering
In forests unknown
From all four sides they travel
To meet at the crossroad old
The witches all return
To where it all begun
The witches dance in moonlight
The forest hides their deeds
Of blood and filthy odour
The transformation reeks
Awakens dark nature
To whom they all pray
In nightly endeavour
No men can see them
Inside the magic circle
Where witches dance their dance
Old trees must watch in horror
Whispers of ancient texts
Praising the lord below
To whom all
Nature knelt
Beasts of the forests dark
Join this netherworld mass
Now they too will dance
To the witches' wicked tunes
With dawn approaching
The sacrifice is done
All for his glory
The god of the beast in men

Hail, hail
The witches dance
Hail, hail
The sacrifice is done

Let night flights never end
The virginwitches
Forever walk the edge of flames
The dark forest will remember
The witches vile dance
Bewitched and crazy chants
When the clock strikes the hour
Which beast will prey on whom
The winds are gathering
In the forests unknown
From all four sides they travel
To meet at the crossroad old
The witches all return

The witches return

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