Lyrics - The Tale Of The Witchlord by Evol

Moon... is black tonight
Silence... is mantling every sound
Shadows... coming down the hills
Fires... are burning in the clearing
Witches... are dancing... ghosts around the pot
Crying... praying... summoning the
Witchlord"
Witchlord, come to us, thine servants 'till the end.
Possessed by
Evil, we're trembling for thy strength".
Windblows... shaking the treetops
Lightning... flashing through the (clear) sky
Thunder... frightening men asleep
Black shapes... coming out the pot
Witches... are bowing... boneless before the dark smoke
Weeping... shaking... summoning the
Witchlord"
Witchlord, come to us, thine servants 'till the end.
Possessed by
Evil, we're trembling for thy strength"
A blaze of darkness from the
Reign of
Black strikes the pot in the middleof the glade;
A gust of smoke rising from the circle melts to poison as twohorns appear;
A voice of sickness from a goated helm fills the air with amortal stench."
Kneel, my servants,
I heard your sick pleas, the time has come to fightfor your faith.
EVOL, my
Lord, send me to drive you, the storm of death wewill bring on earth.
Thunder,
Plague,
Wind,
Flood, come to my request,
Father give me strength.
Rise up your weapons and follow my dark sword,children of darkness, bow to the
Witchlord".

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