they could hear him calling from lonesome castle heights it pierced the air on a still winter night
they fought so hard in ages long ago against his power but their feeble blood did flow
hear my word I have returned blessed night perform the rite
on raven's wing my hatred springs no defence from my revenge
all of the omens they chose to ignore instead the cower from the coming spiritual war
upon the altar their saints are sacrificed the wizard incants with magick in his eyes
their cities crumble as they burn to the ground the raven cries hear the awful sound
another generation defeated and erased his name forgotten returns to the grave
hear my word I have returned blessed night perform the rite
on raven's wing my hatred springs no defence from my revenge
though many years had passed and the fog did lift under it's heavy burden in the decayed ruins of the wizard's castle where no life dares to stir in the highest window of the tallest tower a single candle still burnsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.