I heard them calling
At witching hour, just before the dawn
I had the feeling
That I had heard their song somewhere before
Deep in the marrow
That melody awoke something in me
An ancient evil
At once I knew I had to set it free
From the field and the furrows
And from the trees
I hear the call of the coven
Calling to me
At the height of the summer
On solstice eve
I hear the call of the coven
Calling to me
I tried to fight it
Oh how I begged, I pleaded and I prayed
But it was too late
In a stupor I was drawn toward the glade
Somnambulating
I couldn't tell what was real or a dream
There in the clearing
Skyclad, they were beckoning to me
From the field and the furrows
And from the trees
I hear the call of the coven
Calling to me
At the height of the summer
On solstice eve
I hear the call of the coven
Calling to me
Calling... calling... calling to me
So begins the Sabbath
Witches whirling up into the sky
I am their captive
They will force me to conceive their demon child
From the field and the furrows
And from the trees
I hear the call of the coven
Calling to me
At the height of the summer
On solstice eve
I hear the call of the coven
Calling to me
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I heard them calling
At witching hour, just before the dawn
I had the feeling
That I had heard their song somewhere before
Deep in the marrow
That melody awoke something in me
An ancient evil
At once I knew I had to set it free
From the field and the furrows
And from the trees
I hear the call of the coven
Calling to me
At the height of the summer
On solstice eve
I hear the call of the coven
Calling to me
I tried to fight it
Oh how I begged, I pleaded and I prayed
But it was too late
In a stupor I was drawn toward the glade
Somnambulating
I couldn't tell what was real or a dream
There in the clearing
Skyclad, they were beckoning to me
From the field and the furrows
And from the trees
I hear the call of the coven
Calling to me
At the height of the summer
On solstice eve
I hear the call of the coven
Calling to me
Calling... calling... calling to me
So begins the Sabbath
Witches whirling up into the sky
I am their captive
They will force me to conceive their demon child
From the field and the furrows
And from the trees
I hear the call of the coven
Calling to me
At the height of the summer
On solstice eve
I hear the call of the coven
Calling to me
At witching hour, just before the dawn
I had the feeling
That I had heard their song somewhere before
Deep in the marrow
That melody awoke something in me
An ancient evil
At once I knew I had to set it free
From the field and the furrows
And from the trees
I hear the call of the coven
Calling to me
At the height of the summer
On solstice eve
I hear the call of the coven
Calling to me
I tried to fight it
Oh how I begged, I pleaded and I prayed
But it was too late
In a stupor I was drawn toward the glade
Somnambulating
I couldn't tell what was real or a dream
There in the clearing
Skyclad, they were beckoning to me
From the field and the furrows
And from the trees
I hear the call of the coven
Calling to me
At the height of the summer
On solstice eve
I hear the call of the coven
Calling to me
Calling... calling... calling to me
So begins the Sabbath
Witches whirling up into the sky
I am their captive
They will force me to conceive their demon child
From the field and the furrows
And from the trees
I hear the call of the coven
Calling to me
At the height of the summer
On solstice eve
I hear the call of the coven
Calling to me
Writer: Green Lung
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