A black cloath of forbidden wisdom
To ride the night in fullmoons celebration
The wind has stopped its whisper-like humming
Its calm before the storm
Forest so vast and beautiful its shades
Witnessing the dance of those once human
Now just bleak of before been
Shall they become what theyve foreseen
Why do they gather to that macabre dance?
Around the darkened bonfires glance
Witches dance
Oh, streaming winds, give me thine strength
give me thine mighty storms
I am the queen whom the light shall dread
Enchantress from the heathen north
Again its the time of the summoning
A woman is granted with ravenwings
To fly through the skies so bright
And to land where the seas throw their might
Paths that lead to the darkest woods
See them cast their mourning spells
For those not knowing what is grace
Shall not die with witches embrace
Faerghail - Witches Dance Lyrics
Faerghail - Witches Dance Lyrics
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A black cloath of forbidden wisdom
To ride the night in fullmoons celebration
The wind has stopped its whisper-like humming
Its calm before the storm
Forest so vast and beautiful its shades
Witnessing the dance of those once human
Now just bleak of before been
Shall they become what theyve foreseen
Why do they gather to that macabre dance?
Around the darkened bonfires glance
Witches dance
Oh, streaming winds, give me thine strength
give me thine mighty storms
I am the queen whom the light shall dread
Enchantress from the heathen north
Again its the time of the summoning
A woman is granted with ravenwings
To fly through the skies so bright
And to land where the seas throw their might
Paths that lead to the darkest woods
See them cast their mourning spells
For those not knowing what is grace
Shall not die with witches embrace
To ride the night in fullmoons celebration
The wind has stopped its whisper-like humming
Its calm before the storm
Forest so vast and beautiful its shades
Witnessing the dance of those once human
Now just bleak of before been
Shall they become what theyve foreseen
Why do they gather to that macabre dance?
Around the darkened bonfires glance
Witches dance
Oh, streaming winds, give me thine strength
give me thine mighty storms
I am the queen whom the light shall dread
Enchantress from the heathen north
Again its the time of the summoning
A woman is granted with ravenwings
To fly through the skies so bright
And to land where the seas throw their might
Paths that lead to the darkest woods
See them cast their mourning spells
For those not knowing what is grace
Shall not die with witches embrace