Prophets made a prophecy Death will plague the town Witches dancing through the night To spread the menacing blight
Hear them laugh See them dance Hear them laugh Evil ways
The curse is set, the witches grin Townsfolk suffer from a disease so grim Body caravan roams the streets "Bring out your dead!" the driver screams
Hear them laugh See them dance Hear them laugh Evil ways
Town is silent, there's no sound Everyone is dead, there's no one around Witches gathered near another town Ready to play another round
Hear them laugh See them dance Hear them laugh Evil ways Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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