To walk those fields To see the depths To hear the voices To see those things... Hear the voices ever draw you near Bastard of black spell is all you fear Captured by the dark ones in your sleep Slave of satan for all eternity Ive been those places Ive seen those depths To feel the power To feel...death Dead alive, brainless society Prison of mass stupidity Captured by the dark ones in your sleep Slave of satan for all eternity Where the flame grows cold And powers never rise And as you sit, alone Come forth, your life Those nights Take you... Those depths.. Feel you.. They chime the ancient bell And conjure The ritual Hear the voices ever draw you near Bastard of black spell is all you fear Captured by the dark ones in your sleep Slave of satan for all eternity
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