A gathering at A on the door in a red cloak Her eyes gleaming delight The moment she's waiting for arrived Sister's for her While the are shining bright
and succubus The foe has cursed on us The Demons rise on Oh, devilishness...
A plague over us again down my fellow-men The priest a scatterbrain My for it, Mister!
The churchyard it came tumbling The king of A brainless clown The stuck in the eiderdown and I had to witness!
The piper played a dancing and all came out on Moon Altars unillumed and sinister!
Now awake in the firelight The dragon's resounds The serpent's kiss The fire of The of a new day Oh, sister of the You're the of the world
they're screaming in the street How could we Oh, this defeat... The ruthless on the streak We are so wasted!
So stupid we did not see How all things should really be The of humanity a mastermind!
What seemed apprehensible has into dispensible because of nonsensical We have been basted!
But now we've come to 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 back from the dead
See me, I am and your birthright to walk and strong Come dance the tide We've been 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 hill she down by the sea she Her sisters by her side disturbance dies It was another of prophecy Those faithful submerging in agony
Did they really their deeds justified abysmal ignoring all the human A of indulgence!
Insane egomania vampires from spiritual to ashes...
Obsessed their morbidity the morons of nothing but sheer faggery A lack of sense!
Their madness turned to 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 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