| A little black bird called me
|
| And told me I must run
|
| There is evil in this house
|
| Enslaving everyone
|
| A little black bird called me
|
| And told me that I could
|
| Have all the power here
|
| By knowing all the truth
|
| I must now speak in silence
|
| My path I must not stray
|
| There’s a door into the mirror
|
| I must go that way
|
| And in the secret chamber
|
| On an old armoire
|
| I see the living Grimoire
|
| A tool forged of flesh, altered by spirit
|
| With a will of its own, all demons can hear it
|
| I’ll sing on and on until the charge is complete
|
| And I will not know defeat
|
| Oh, Book of Shadows forgotten in time
|
| Your magic, your power’s reshaping my mind
|
| Oh, Book of Shadows, I am your slave
|
| Into eternity I’ll ride your magic wave
|
| Almighty tome, open your eye
|
| Unlock the secrets so I will never die
|
| Teach me your ways so I’ll make no mistake
|
| When I will rule the snake
|
| Oh, Book of Shadows forgotten in time
|
| Your magic, your power’s reshaping my mind
|
| Oh, Book of Shadows, I am your slave
|
| Into eternity I’ll ride your magic wave |