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Fates Warning
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The Sorceress
Lyricist:Jim Matheos, John Arch
I search alone, dark the night, deep the blackest forest And down the devil's hop yard on my way from Salem I lit a fire The magical brimstone sparks ashes from the hazel wood Dancing with the banshee, fire rose up to the sky
The dead of night parts the sky, the Salem witch Hunting eyes Malefica spells She flies the ocean shore of Kildare over tombs of the harpy fields Lonely girls ride the great beast, Virginal Goddess of Hunt Diana
Through the Brocken Spectre rose a luring Angel Sister of Morgana, forever dressed in black With journey through the witch trials learned of lore and wives tales Fathomed the deepest oceans of her darkest mind
The dead of night parts the sky, the Salem witch Hunting eyes Malefica spells She flies the ocean shore of Kildare over tombs of the harpy fields Lonely girls ride the great beast, Virginal Goddess of Hunt Diana
Searching lands of giants and dragons Sail the oceans of serpents and krakens Under ages of dark the Salem witch Burned beneath mindless torture of men
Through the castles of demons and wizards Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com To their fate the Moerea the sisters Two hundred fifty thousand the Salem witch
In the bog of the Witch Meadow run Malifica revenge plague have begun Burned alive for a crime never done
Children of the darkness dance on the coven of the lost In blazing pyre suspended in air she demands holocaust Well she can exercise with the whites of her eyes She'll devour your children
In a wink of an eye, descend from the sky to the cauldron of the damned Her burning lips urned the infamous kiss she took me by the hand In a wink of an eye she ascends to the sky She unveiled my talisman I'm the witch finder general
Dark the night, deep the blackest forest And down the devil's hop yard on my way from Salem I lit a fire The magical brimstone sparks ashes from the hazel wood Dancing with the banshee, fire rose up to the sky
The dead of night parts the sky, the Salem witch Hunting eyes Malefica spells She flies the ocean shore of Kildare over tombs of the harpy fields Lonely girls ride the great beast, Virginal Goddess of Hunt Diana
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