The Order of Israfel - Red Robes

In Thrall to the Sorceress

Unseen, unclean
I'm living in thrall to the sorceress
Slave to the core of my being
I'm living in thrall to the sorceress

Now that I am welcomed first
Serving her in vain
Shackled with an ancient curse
In thrall to the sorceress

They swarm like moths
Enchanted, but they don't know the cost
Destined for a lifetime of loss
They're living in thrall to the sorceress

Runes sewed into her dress
Pendants in her hair
Terrifying, I confess
In thrall to the sorceress

My limbs in chains
I turn my face to the falling rain
Close my eyes, start to pray
My fellow-slaves quietly do the same

Wind starts to blow in gusts
Lightning cracks the sky
Shackles burning into dust
We're free from the sorceress

Out of the dungeons
Over the wall
Straight across the drawbridge
Don't listen to the call

Out into the forest
Through the ancient trees
The air is filled with promise
It's time for me to see, yeah

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Writer(s): Thomas Sutton
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