A at night A on the door Dressed in a red Her eyes gleaming delight The moment been waiting for arrived Sister's for her While the stars are shining
Incubus and The evil foe has on us The rise on Hallowmass Oh, devilishness...
A plague came us again striking down my The priest a scatterbrain My for it, Mister!
The churchyard it came down The king of kings: A clown The prior in the eiderdown and I had to witness!
The piper played a dancing and all came out on Harvest Altars staying and sinister!
Now she's in the firelight The dragon's resounds The kiss ignites The of love The of a new day Oh, of the night You're the light of the
Spellbound they're in the street How could we Oh, this defeat... The ruthless on the losing We are so wasted!
So stupid we did not see How all those things should be The of humanity a mastermind!
What seemed apprehensible has into dispensible because of being We should have basted!
But now we've to realize the of alibis and squander of so deaf, and blind!
We are the flow, we are the ebb We are the weavers, we are the web We are the flow, we are the ebb We are the witches back the dead
See me, I am and it's birthright to walk and strong Come dance the tide been there before And we shall for now and now and evermore...
We are the flow, we are the ebb We are the weavers, we are the web We are the flow, we are the ebb We are the witches back the dead
Up on the she peers down by the sea she Her sisters by her side until dies It was another of self-fulfilling faithful believers submerging in their
Did they really think deeds abysmal greed ignoring all the needs A of indulgence!
Insane egomania vampires Transylvania pyromania to ashes...
Obsessed with morbidity the of stupidity caused nothing but sheer A of common sense!
madness turned to matricide religious of cyanide We your suicide: Your crashes!
We are the flow, we are the ebb We are the weavers, we are the web We are the flow, we are the ebb We are the witches from the dead
We are the flow, we are the ebb We are the weavers, we are the web We are the flow, we are the ebb We are the witches from the dead