The Dreams In The Witch-House
Umbra Nihil
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Now that the skyline
is of crimson colour
And the moon is up in the sky
I sense them
I sense them calling for me
Ill omens
in the air
I must not move,
but my feet, they take me there
I feel the pull to the skies
Insane howls
Morbid melodies
Pagan fires burn
The earth
starts to turn
Sanity, my sacrifice
for knowledge beyond belief
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Dreams in the witch-house
The dreams in the witch-house
My fate is clear
No!
No!
The memories are coming back
Now it's all too clear to me
Yes!
Yes!
This is it!
Yes!
This
Is
It