Şarkı sözleri : Fates Warning. The Sorceress.
I search alone, dark the night, deep the blackest forest
And down the devil's hop yard on my way from Salem I lit a fire
The magical brimstone sparks ashes from the hazel wood
Dancing with the banshee, fire rose up to the sky
The dead of night parts the sky, the Salem witch
Hunting eyes Malefica spells
She flies the ocean shore of Kildare over tombs of the harpy fields
Lonely girls ride the great beast, Virginal Goddess of Hunt Diana
Through the Brocken Spectre rose a luring Angel
Sister of Morgana, forever dressed in black
With journey through the witch trials learned of lore and wives tales
Fathomed the deepest oceans of her darkest mind
The dead of night parts the sky, the Salem witch
Hunting eyes Malefica spells
She flies the ocean shore of Kildare over tombs of the harpy fields
Lonely girls ride the great beast, Virginal Goddess of Hunt Diana
Searching lands of giants and dragons
Sail the oceans of serpents and krakens
Under ages of dark the Salem witch
Burned beneath mindless torture of men
Through the castles of demons and wizards
To their fate the Moerea the sisters
Two hundred fifty thousand the Salem witch
In the bog of the Witch Meadow run
Malifica revenge plague have begun
Burned alive for a crime never done
Children of the darkness dance on the coven of the lost
In blazing pyre suspended in air she demands holocaust
Well she can exercise with the whites of her eyes
She'll devour your children
In a wink of an eye, descend from the sky to the cauldron of the damned
Her burning lips urned the infamous kiss she took me by the hand
In a wink of an eye she ascends to the sky
She unveiled my talisman I'm the witch finder general
Dark the night, deep the blackest forest
And down the devil's hop yard on my way from Salem I lit a fire
The magical brimstone sparks ashes from the hazel wood
Dancing with the banshee, fire rose up to the sky
The dead of night parts the sky, the Salem witch
Hunting eyes Malefica spells
She flies the ocean shore of Kildare over tombs of the harpy fields
Lonely girls ride the great beast, Virginal Goddess of Hunt Diana
And down the devil's hop yard on my way from Salem I lit a fire
The magical brimstone sparks ashes from the hazel wood
Dancing with the banshee, fire rose up to the sky
The dead of night parts the sky, the Salem witch
Hunting eyes Malefica spells
She flies the ocean shore of Kildare over tombs of the harpy fields
Lonely girls ride the great beast, Virginal Goddess of Hunt Diana
Through the Brocken Spectre rose a luring Angel
Sister of Morgana, forever dressed in black
With journey through the witch trials learned of lore and wives tales
Fathomed the deepest oceans of her darkest mind
The dead of night parts the sky, the Salem witch
Hunting eyes Malefica spells
She flies the ocean shore of Kildare over tombs of the harpy fields
Lonely girls ride the great beast, Virginal Goddess of Hunt Diana
Searching lands of giants and dragons
Sail the oceans of serpents and krakens
Under ages of dark the Salem witch
Burned beneath mindless torture of men
Through the castles of demons and wizards
To their fate the Moerea the sisters
Two hundred fifty thousand the Salem witch
In the bog of the Witch Meadow run
Malifica revenge plague have begun
Burned alive for a crime never done
Children of the darkness dance on the coven of the lost
In blazing pyre suspended in air she demands holocaust
Well she can exercise with the whites of her eyes
She'll devour your children
In a wink of an eye, descend from the sky to the cauldron of the damned
Her burning lips urned the infamous kiss she took me by the hand
In a wink of an eye she ascends to the sky
She unveiled my talisman I'm the witch finder general
Dark the night, deep the blackest forest
And down the devil's hop yard on my way from Salem I lit a fire
The magical brimstone sparks ashes from the hazel wood
Dancing with the banshee, fire rose up to the sky
The dead of night parts the sky, the Salem witch
Hunting eyes Malefica spells
She flies the ocean shore of Kildare over tombs of the harpy fields
Lonely girls ride the great beast, Virginal Goddess of Hunt Diana
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