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Black Sabbath Black Box The Complete Original Black Sabbath 1970 1978

Well, I don't want no Jesus freak to Tell me what it's all about No black magician telling me To cut my soul out Don't believe in violence I don't even

Long ago I wandered through my mind With a land of fairytales and stories Lost in happiness I knew no fears Innocence and love was all I knew Was

Inclination of direction, walk the turned and twisted rift With the children of creation futuristic dreams we sift Clutching violently we whisper with

Gen'rals gathered in their masses, Just like witches at black masses Evil minds that plot destruction, Sorcerer of death's construction In the fields