Gatherings in those dark forests
Where witch magic flourished
Meetings that launched Christian envy
Drawing down the moon they were, yeah

Trials of doom were kept
Innocent magicians fled
In groups above three
Covens of wisdom and greed

No more witching hour
No sabbaths or Christendom now
We're free to join the void
We leave this world behind

Under the crescent moon
I lie with you
We laugh at this madness
As earth falls under this dark caress

Midnight hour...
We will roam...
As wolf howls...
The Coven spreads its magic!

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