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the moon is black and the witches dance, heaven is denied |
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sacrifice |
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you want to hold the master's hand |
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and your life become heavy and black |
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The witches brew a pot of hate |
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leave the heart and blood of men |
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call for the demone and satan's name |
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life means nothing to my evil fate |
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under the demon's feet |
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on the top of mountain |
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the satan will take me blood |
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into the frost wood |
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find my fogotten memory |
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like heavy sword in the black wind |
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Before the newborn starts to cry |
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Where the red clouds shade my eyes |
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When the snow mountain turns to black |
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I'll be back |
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Across the suns hot blazing sky |
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you must choose the way you die |
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And they say when your eyes turn to green |
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you'll awake living sin never seen |
