“Let me tell ya old story about Wolves and a Witch! All magic words uttered had to be: -Three here, two, and two here- Spin twice over and a circle of power in ground to complete Whistle, yes! And the Seven will arrive to serve for thee”
Why I have felt so despised From hand to hand? Treated so bad Misery, my given name
Seventh of seven Omen of somber destiny Into Dark Crafts she was born and met With Old Mistress Bequeathed the forces to bewitch And avenge all the scorn and pain
Wrapped in her cloak The ancient ritual of cruelty begins They are here to obey Around in circles Of frantic need, desire and death Eager now to hunt for their prey
Why I have felt so despised From hand to hand? Treated so bad Misery, my given name Time for you to suffer In your cold flesh and bones I'll encourage now All the forces of the occult!
She's the dreaded one The Holy Office finally after her A trial of Divine Guilty as charged A torment of two hundred whips To pay for her sins and misery
The mist of morning fades She's not here And nobody knows where… Legend now tells She's in the forest Running free among the Seven
Why I have felt so despised From hand to hand? Treated so bad Misery, my given name Time for you to suffer In your cold flesh and bones I'll encourage now All the forces of the occult!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
