Witch's Circle (feat Svetlana SilentStorm)

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Cold morning and shy shadows
The red sun stuck in branches
Wrapped with smoke of logs afire
To the whisper of forest brook

Crimson coals will cover with ash
Visions whirl – dreams alive
And hoarse cry's broken out
With heat, frost and tremble.

Wild song will crash out in choirs
Where fonts steam
The nightingales keep silent there
And wine will inebriate heads

Every circle of a wheel condemns
Like a rack to the everlasting pain
We twist the capstan, pouring water
For the devil to come

The golden horde with hellish dance
Calms down the gust of sinful flesh
Raising hands to starry skies
Round dances flash among the fires.

At the hour of blooming May
Like reverie, like fright
Walpurgis-night slowly melts
Above the Witch circle dies.

With no power to resist the call
Clothes are torn to shreds
Blood will flow in familiar affluxes
When the day will be dawning

And burnt from end to end
Light will be spread upon skies
Delusion lets up scattering it's track
In minds of the spellbound ones.

The golden horde with hellish dance
Calms down the gust of sinful flesh
Raising hands to starry skies
Round dances flash among the fires.

At the hour of blooming May
Like reverie, like fright
Walpurgis-night slowly melts
Above the Witch circle dies.

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from Lands of Plague, released April 30, 2016

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