You dabbled in black magic You had no experience Thought you knew the answers you're a fool
Beyond the eyes of sceptics Lie the secrets of an age When the dead no longer Dead begin to rise.
In the fire that is burning Give the living back to me With your devil's brew.
The desecrated holy stones Add incense to the fire As witches chant the rites Of ancient days.
Still virgins on the altar As the cry for sacrifice Hides screams that seem to fade up to the sky In the fires that are burning Give the living back to me With your devil's brew.
In the blackness of the night I offer you my soul And curse the light of day that I must fear.
In blood I write my name before the children of the dead For the power from beneath that you can give.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.