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A black cloath of forbidden wisdom To ride the night in fullmoon's celebration The wind has stopped it's whisper-like humming It's calm before the storm Forest so vast and beautiful its shades Witnessing the dance of those once human Now just bleak of before been Shall they become what they've foreseen Why do they gather to that macabre dance? Around the darkened bonfires glance Witches danceâ#128#¦ â#128##156#Oh, streaming winds, give me thine strength give me thine mighty storms I am the queen whom the light shall dreadâ#128#¦ Enchantress from the heathen northâ#128##157# Again it's the time of the summoning A woman is granted with ravenwings To fly through the skies so bright And to land where the seas throw their might Paths that lead to the darkest woods See them cast their mourning spells For those not knowing what is grace Shall not die with witches' embrace |