Текст (слова) песни: Reverend Bizarre - Council of Ten
Through the darkness witches fly although I think I see no broom Spreading plaque across the sky their mist is drawing down the moon
Council gathers in the hall to pray before their first trial. Can you hear the church bell toll? Or will you cover your ears?
Staring with their empty eyes from the circle witches rise. Now they learn to live in fear Flesh will burn and evil spells are broken again.
Everywhere I look itВґs the same old story Devil has his cunning ways to lure you Always choose the right hand turn and honour Nail the sinners down with your boot on their face
Right!
Our time will come at the end of the days We hold the iron cross above the Goat of Mendes Vision must be served in the old-fashioned way Brotherhood in red, wonВґt you ride with me?
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