Witches

The recreation of the dead is real
Evil is taking over, eyes cannot be sealed
Trying to forget that we are alive
When the darkness and abyss again arrives

Witches circulating reel
Spindle spinning slowly, resounding a quiet squeal
Pursuit begins
Without defence better run and hide than kneel

Who swore the hunt to begin?
Where we were born
Paradise torn
Who swore the hunt to begin?
Perennial storm
Summoning war

Behind the door where light is shattering
I see those faces of old family
Murderous look in one's eyes staring
The witchcraft is never settling
Down!

Who swore the hunt to begin?
Where we were born
Paradise torn
Who swore the hunt to begin?
Perennial storm
Summoning war

Who swore the hunt to begin?
Where we were born
Paradise torn
Who swore the hunt to begin?
Perennial storm
Summoning war



Credits
Writer(s): Toni Makynen
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