| «It is my ultimate tribute to all the free women fallen under the hammer of
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| human ignorance. |
| Most of us
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| Link witches to the classic image aroused by literature and later on by
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| cinematography (like in
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| W.Shakespeare's Macbeth for example): of ugly old women in league with the
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| devil, who make evil potions
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| Eat babies and God knows what else. |
| In truth they were all just normal
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| individuals who dared to think
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| Differently or tried to set themselves free from the binds of moral or
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| religious narrow-minded thinking
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| Or were simply in the wrong place at the wrong time. |
| This is for all of them,
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| may their souls rest in
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| Peace.»
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| Incubus, Succubus
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| Quaestio de Strigibus
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| — QUAESTIO PRIMA-
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| Wandering back, back in time oh what have you learnt?
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| Of all the blood that was spilled, of all the witches burnt
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| Filth and greed, vicious deeds, the holy rise and fall
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| Killing in the name of the one who died for you all
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| Centuries, centuries the wait has been so long
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| Now you would expect intolerance to be gone
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| Still the one who yearn for a sigh of relief to come
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| Are seen as outcast sinners, blasphemous unholy scum
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| Thirteen souls, the witches of the coven
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| Hiding in the shadows of the night
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| Blessed be their wombs, without which we would not be
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| Born in freedom, bred to heal the world
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| — QUAESTIO SECUNDA —
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| Set to burn at the stake. |
| The heartless witches' bane
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| Sisters of free spirit, cursed to die in vain
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| Hammer crushed, blood gushed, skin was ripped apart
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| Devilmen and church-beasts, butchers of the magical arts
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| Nightshade cloves, hemlock groves, the cauldron starts to boil
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| One-Two double trouble, One-Two double toil
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| Wool of bat, owl’s claw, of wolf the tooth, the gulf and maw
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| The lived as living scarecrows, and that’s all what we recall
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| Uncluoded souls, the witches of the coven
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| Dancing naked, on the Sabbat Night
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| Blessed be their hearts, without which we would not love
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| Born in freedom, bred to heal the world
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| — QUAESTIO TERTIA —
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| On a broomstick they fly before sunrise
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| Persecuted, with fear hunted down
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| On a broomstick they run away from their homes — their own homes
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| Fly away from this natural born chaos
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| To a hidden place for the weak and diverse
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| I watch them with pity. |
| In the darkness
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| See the fire that burns away
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| See. |
| It slowly fades away
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| Breathing in darkness, walking in darkness
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| We won’t be living another day
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| — CANTICUM —
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| The witches still gather round a circle of fire
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| Together side by side, under the starlit sky
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| The witches will gather and their spirits will fly
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| Together side by side, in the middle of the night
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| — QUAESTIO QUARTA —
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| I ride! |
| I ride with them in a circle of fire
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| Beyond… Save me, save me!
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| What’s bad to all of you is good, so good to a little few
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| Watch out 'cause the are going to burn you, burn in hell!
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| — ACCUSATIO —
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| CARMAN — white queen of evil
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| DUB — the darkness
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| DOTHER — black daughter of evil
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| DIAN — the violence
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| — QUAESTIO QUINTA —
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| The sea of blood is running
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| All the pain of the innocent will remain
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| The moon high above is watching and praying and showing her love
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| Like a star deep in the night, she’ll start to shiver and will look so bright
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| — CONCLUSIO —
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| And the day will fade like a stream that is dying
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| There won’t be any circle, nor magical rites… no more
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| We tried to come, we tried to show you the goodness of the stars
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| …of the moon, but you failed miserably And we paid… we paid…
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| We paid… |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Witches Gather , by - Elvenking. Song from the album The Pagan Manifesto, in the genre Фолк-метал