| Into darkened visions
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| My past still haunting me The seven witches are calling
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| Why don’t they set me free
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| The hour approaches midnight, heed
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| The call of darkness
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| Twisted trees cast shadows amidst the
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| Tangled forest
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| One by one they approach their daylight lives are now forgotten
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| No husbands have they at home, no Children
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| Have they begotten
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| The circle is complete as the
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| Seventh witch appears
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| All of them sisters and all of them
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| Are without fear
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| The night surrounds them like a dirty
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| Black shroud
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| Listen closely to the wind hear them
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| Chanting loud
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| Worship and give praise to the night
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| Embrace the gift of second sight
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| All hold true to the sign
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| Darkened glory divine
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| I have watched them from afar
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| I know the wicked games they play
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| Fear sends chills up and down my spine
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| Still I cannot break away
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| I freeze in shock I’ve been discovered
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| I lose my breath as if I’m smothered
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| They descend now cold as ice
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| I become their sacrifice
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| Seven witches of the night
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| Seven witches curse the light
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| Seven witches hold the key
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| Seven witches set me free |