In the middle of the dark,
all dead witches sing and dance.
White and long hair fly in the wind,
hear their song... I fell fear

It's a malefice of who,
no believe in witches' fortune
In the middle of the dark,
all dead witches sing and dance.

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In the middle of the dark,
all dead witches sing and dance.
White and long hair fly in the wind,
hear their song... I fell fear

It's a malefice of who,
no believe in witches' fortune
In the middle of the dark,
all dead witches sing and dance.

The wind in your hands,
the power of gods,
the soil bleeds black when you hear this song,
the storm in her voice,
the moon in her eyes,
the death glows light in her smiles,
the spirits of the forest dance with the witch,
while the crows fly around the fire,
close your eyes and sing the song,
the magic song,
you will bewitch...