A gathering at A knock-knock on the in a red cloak Her eyes gleaming with The moment she's been for finally Sister's for her While the are shining bright
Incubus and The evil foe has on us The Demons rise on Oh, devilishness...
A plague came us again down my fellow-men The became a scatterbrain My for it, Mister!
The churchyard it tumbling down The king of A brainless clown The prior in the eiderdown and I had to witness!
The piper a dancing tune and all came out on Harvest Altars staying and sinister!
Now she's Dancing in the The call resounds The kiss ignites The of love The of a new day Oh, sister of the You're the light of the
Spellbound they're screaming in the How could we Oh, this defeat... The ruthless on the streak We are so wasted!
So stupid we did not see How all those should really be The of humanity a mastermind!
What once apprehensible has turned into because of being We should have basted!
But now come to realize the senselessness of 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 your birthright to walk proud and Come dance with the 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 from the
Up on the she peers down by the sea she Her gathering by her side until dies It was another of prophecy Those believers submerging in their
Did they really think deeds justified abysmal all the human needs A of indulgence!
with egomania vampires Transylvania spiritual to ashes...
Obsessed their morbidity the of stupidity nothing but sheer faggery A of common sense!
madness turned to matricide religious of cyanide We your suicide: kingdom 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 back 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 back from the dead