Lyrics Fates Warning

Fates Warning

The Sorceress

I search alone, dark the night, deep the

blackest forest, and down to 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 Malifica spells

She flies the ocean shore of Kildare

Over tombs of the harpy fields

Lonely girls ride the great beast

Virginal goddess of Hunt Diana

Through the Bröcken Spectre rose a luring Angel

Sister of Morgana, forever dressed in black

We journey through the witch trials learned of lore

And wives tales

We fathomed the deepest oceans o her darkest mind

The dead of night parts the sky, the Salem witch

hunting eyes Malifica spells

She flies the ocean shore of Kildare

Over tombs of the harpy fields

Lonely girls ride the great beast

Virginal goddess of Hunt Diana

Searching lands of giants and dragons

sail the oceans of serpents and krakens

Under ages of dark the Salem witch

Burned beneath mindless tortures of men

through the castles of demons and wizards

To your fate Moerea the sisters

Two hundred fifty thousand the Salem witch

Down in the bog of the Witch Meadow run

Malifica revenge plague have begun

Burned alive for a crime never done

Children of the darkness dance on the coven of the lost

In a blazing pyre suspended in air she demands holocaust

Well she can exercise with the whites of her eyes

She'll devour your children, in a wink of

an eye, as she descend from the sky to the

cauldron of the damned.

In her burning lips he earned the infamous kiss

She took me by the hand

In a wink of an eye she ascended the sky

She unveiled my talisman I'm the

witch finder general.

Dark the night, deep the

blackest forest, and down to devil's hopyard

on my way from Salem I lit a fire

The magical brimstone sparks ashes from the hazel wood

Dancing with the banshee, rose up in the sky.

The dead of night parts the sky, the Salem witch

hunting eyes Malifica spells

She flies the ocean shore of Kildare

Over tombs of the harpy fields

Lonely girls ride the great beast

Virginal goddess of Hunt Diana