Sorcery

Sorcery prays on the minds of the weak

And now sleep!

 

We walk the night under black candle light

Tune out and burn through the day

 

They will get you while you're young

Eye of newt or lizard's tongue

Our blood is one

We have become blind to sorcery

 

We intend to cleanse your soul with fire

There's no excuse for blasphemy

There's death in her eyes

Nowhere to hide

The dead have risen from their graves

 

They will get you while you're young

Eye of newt or lizard's tongue

Our blood is one

We have become blind to sorcery

 

We intend to cleanse your soul with fire

There's no excuse for blasphemy

There's death in her eyes

Nowhere to hide

The dead have risen from their graves

 

They will get you while you're young

Eye of newt or lizard's tongue

Our blood is one

We have become blind to sorcery