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Witchery Album



1999
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demons - like whirlwind through your soul
no escape - through the flesh
like a razor to the bone

far from grace-hells hot embrace
demonication

angels - flee like lambs when approached by the wolf
hunters - of the damned
will devour your faith
they kill without a trace

far from grace - hells hot embrace
demonication

the diabolical force - the minions of death awaits
an army of wrath - join the ranks of stink and hate

far from grace - hells hot embrace
demonication
demonication
demonication

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The night is young another human screams
We stand as one we move at night at dawn we sleep
'cause morning brings the light
From death to life we've turned yet cold our blood veins burn
We walk across your grave its your soul that we'll deprave
Chaotic yet with peace we close in as you sleep

Face the darkness - let go your soul
Nocturnal confirmation - you'll love the cold
We race across the skies
We bring the gift that never dies

666 - we strike in legion with the beast
Our pale complexion gleams
Wet lips from your bloodstream

Face the darkness - let go your soul
Nocturnal confirmation - you'll love the cold
We race across the skies
We bring the gift that never dies

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one hour left to live one hour 'til i die
i should be walking free yet still here i now lie

receive the blessing of the blade
the guillotine

misjudged and sentenced for a crime i did not do
accused of witchcraft and for raping one
or two

Receive the blessing of the blade
the guillotine

the masses cheer I climb the stairs
i hope for mercy but salvation's nowhere near
just one word from being forced to join the headless dead

strapped into place with a basket at my head
i hear the whisper now of the blade
slicing the air

receive the blessing of the blade
the guillotine

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a call of the dark and a jet-black sky
and a meeting with death
i follow the stars they lead me away
to the burial ground

i hear no sound this forsaken place
hasn't seen life in years
i glance around
time to prepare to perform the black arts

from death to dust to life
return to live again
i grant thee the way
awake!

uncover the graves
the night is thick yet the moon is high
i find the right name
i laugh as i dig for the slave shall be mine

from death to dust to life
return to live again
i grant thee the way
awake!

open the casket to meet my new meat
caress the body and greet cheek to cheek
pull up the corpse to proceed with my deed
a dry cough of dust as she come from beneath

the ritual's done i meet her embrace
two move as one we dance by the graves
in silence we pace

she holds me close
her grip is strong i find it hard to breathe
she smiles so sweet
her gratitude brings me to my knees

from death to dust to life
return to live again
i grant thee the way

from death to dust to life
return to live again
i grant thee the way
awake!
awake!

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both man and beast infest the heavens with all profane
forever held as the least
by the circle of the lunar
damn - all - who damned shall be
you've all forsaken the ways of the unseen
- of the unseen

another moon crowns the sky
so perfect white and cold it shines
as first and last it reigns
as first and last unstained

cloak and dagger - we hide the sands of time
for the faith has now ceased
as the twilight is unleashed
damn - all - who damned shall be
you've all forsaken the ways of the unseen
-o f the unseen

another moon crowns the sky
so perfect white and cold it shines
as first and last it reigns
as first and last unstained

a biblical sign at the end of time
moon shines red
nowhere to run there is nowhere to hide
behold the wakening of the dead
- of the dead

be sure to pray
salvation - from high above
not from god and his angels
but from the moon and its calling

another moon crowns the sky
so perfect white and cold it shines
as first and last it reigns
as first and last unstained

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say that you love me you fool
call me the devil its true
if you sell me your soul i win
if you live in the dark you sin

onward with the wolf you run
the devil and the damage done
damage done

bring me your children they'll burn
never look back never turn
reach out and touch me you'll see
to run with the wolves you're free

onward with the wolf you run
the devil and the damage done
who are you to flee the sun
the devil and the damage done

its time go welcome to my home
you scream my name
i'll dress you up in flames
you sold your soul
this is what you bought
i hope you like it 'cause i've heard its rather hot

onward with the wolf you run
the devil and the damage done
who are you to flee the sun
the devil and the damage done

if you sell me your soul
if you live in the dark
the devil and the damage done

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the soil is moist and the night is damp and cold
the gate swing open as i trespass over bones
trespass over bones!

i find the grave where the slut eternally lies
she can't escape me even six feet from her life

this place will witness something heavy
'cause she's dead hot and ready

this place will witness something heavy
'cause she's dead hot and ready

the chapel bell strikes twelve
and the lid is opened
the cold bitch's face stares blindly at the stars
once forever inhumed no signs of putrefaction
the body is intact quoting the necronomicon
startles the corpse
rise!

her lustful ways made me a hungry man
now i'm back to claim what death took from my hand
she thought she find a way to rid herself of me
but my love is stronger than she had foreseen

i know she's dead hot and ready

rise you fucking slut!

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lo and behold the captain's struck by fear
all hands on deck a storm astern us nears

the raging waters our ship is covered by sea
will we survive the surge from beneath?

all's wet and freezing the waves are five storeys high
reef all the sails better struggle to save your lives

the raging waters our ship is covered by sea
will we survive the surge from beneath?

all is calm at the eye of the storm
the sea is black like glass
a few of us who are still alive
see the wind start picking up fast
a sailor is tied fast to the helm
his predecessor died on his post
this vessel is now but a floating wreck
it will never bring us back to the coast

the raging waters our ship is covered by sea
will we survive the surge from beneath?

the devils triangle!
the devils triangle!

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another night another call
the coven meets again - meets again
to give our praise to conjure hell
we laugh as we cast a spell

its a call of the coven
the time is right the devil oh be thy name
let the night become untamed

the time is black but we feel bold
tonight we sell our souls
we sell our souls
another spell another chant
we deserve to burn in flames

its a call of the coven
the time is right the devil oh be thy name
let the night become untamed

candlelights - witches rites
churches burn - crosses turn

sacrifice - in the night
blasphemy - angels flee

a candle lit a demon cries
someones about to die
the demons cry
spirits in rage fires grow high
the witches now engage

its a call of the coven
the time is right the devil oh be thy name
let the night become untamed

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galloping hard fear in my eyes
whipping the creature down between my thighs
thunderous sound rumbles close from behind
closing the gap and me they shall find

the hooves hammer hard on the trail
i've got the devil on my tail
on a black horse thru hell

a demon snarls the posse from hell
a sulfuric wind tells me to beware
me a man who has sold his own soul
racing thru flames to flee from this hole

the hooves hammer hard on the trail
i've got the devil on my tail
on a black horse thru hell

the jaws of death snap at my feet
will i be able to burst thru the gate
i cling to my saddle and say my last prayer
now i am trapped in the evil eyes glare

on a black horse thru hell
on a black horse thru hell
the hooves hammer hard on the trail
i've got the devil on my tail

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