Wandered into the pitch black, buried in fall Some cicada orchestra drown out the calls In the distance there's a shimmer up through the pines Fast approaching there to witness spirits entwined
Flames reach, they fly Now you're alive It's the night of the witch It's the night of the witch Draw the moon down
An enlightened chanting tribe from anyplace Offering a vital signal mine to embrace Beauty and a trace of evil they will adorn Dishing out a proposition to be reborn
Flames reach, they fly Now you're alive It's the night of the witch It's the night of the witch Draw the moon down
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