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Introduction |
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Inside the maze of fire |
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Kindled with desire |
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Boiling the cauldron true |
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Filled with witches' brew. |
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Three Norns stand at the gates, |
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Masters of the Fates |
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Who keep the ancient runes, |
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Howl at the silver moon. |
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1st verse |
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Would you drink the witches' brew, |
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Blood of wisdom shed for you? |
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Watch the dead rise from the grave |
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And turn the monsters into slaves. |
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Father of Tiw |
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Long dead warriors rise for you. |
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We drink the brew. |
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2nd verse |
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Fire and water, earth and sky, |
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Feast of torches lights the night; |
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Hounds of Yeth bay at the moon; |
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The blood of life is Witches' brew. |
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Father of Tiw |
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Einhereir doth rise for you. |
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We drink the brew, |
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Witches's brew. |
