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The time of the coven has arisen again

to strike down the weakest, most frightful of men

behold to witches, their magick renewed

all while shadowed in the dim of the moon

the time is soon

casting the magick circle

eugghh!

euuuuuaaaaaghhh!

consecration rites and the book of shadows

summon dark spirits to enact our will

in nests of branch at time of all hallows

the vvitchstorm spews out dark magicks ill

Witchstorm!

Witchstorm!

Witchstorm!

Witchstorm!

Witchstorm!

Witchstorm!

Yeaaaaaaughghh!

Let there be light, to fill with dark

let there be life, to mark for death

let there be joy, to snuff with pain

let there be man, to rend insane

let there be love, to sever in two

let there be hope, of darkness due

let there be youth, for innocence flows

let there be peace, for war to hold