The Sorceress

I search alone, dark the night, deep the Blackest forest, down the devil's hopyard On my way from Salem I lit a fire Magical brimstone sparks ashes from the Hazel wood Dancing with the banshee, fire rose up To the sky. The dead of night parts the sky, the Salem Witch Hunting eyes Malefica spells She soars the ocean shore of Kildare Over tombs of the harpy fields Ride the great beast abandoned girls Lonely girls ride the great beast Virginal goddess of Hunt Diana Through the Brocken Spectre rose a lureing Angel Sister of Morgana, forever dressed in black Journey through the witch trials learned Of lore And wives tales We fathomed the deepest oceans o her Darkest mind Searching lands of giants and dragons Sail the oceans of serpents and krakens Under ages of dark the Salem witch Burned beneath mindless torture of men Through the castles of demons and wizards Cast to their fate the Moerea the sisters Two hundred fifty thousand the Salem witch In the bog of the Witch Meadow run Malifica revenge plague have begun Burned alive for a crim never done Children of the darkness dance on the coven Of the lost In blazing pyre suspended in air she Demands holocaust She can exorcise with the whites of her eyes She'll devour your children, in a wink of An eye, descend from the sky to the Cauldren of the damned. Her burning lips urned the infamous kiss She took me by the hand In a wink of your eye she ascends to the sky She unveiled my talisman I'm the Witch finder general. --- The Sorceress - Fates Warning