ترانه:
Ancient The Witch

witch you raised me from the dead the witch that gave me blood again the witch we are one again together we begin again the witch you raised me from

begin again the witch you raised me from the dead the witch that gave me blood again the witch we are one again the witch again we again

rich Oh no Must be the season of the witch Must be the season of the witch Must be the season of the witch Must be the season of the witch Well, when

folgt auf - das Schweigen Trink vom Blut des erschlagenen Feindes Die Abschwerung des Christentums For all ancient cultures - They have slaughtered All witches

Trink vom Blut des erschlagenen Feindes Die Abschworung des Christentums Die Abschworung des Christentums For all ancient cultures - They have slaughtered All witches

skies... The Demons ring the Sabbath bells Rejoice the witches chant Preper the sacrafice - by fire The blood runs black through heavens shell Declare the witches

[M/L: Jevo] ThereA's a place in the wood Where The Oak has been there through the ages On its bark magic runes Written by the old wizards and witches

The original hip-hop witch doctor The torch is passed from one hand to the other But the fire light illuminates the night Mystic knowledge of the ancient

head A magi of great renown Turbulence and war begins Death and torture in his name Decadence and deceit and lies Abjured by him the same Trials inquisitions of witches