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Witchery Album


Restless & Dead (1998)
1998
1.
2.
3.
Midnight At The Graveyard
4.
5.
6.
7.
8.
9.
Born In The Night
10.
Restless And Dead
. . .


I'm the almighty,
the king of the kills
Armageddons father,
I'm lurking in darkness,
ready to take your body and your soul

The Reaper, the Reaper
I'm coming to get you
The Reaper, the Reaper
prepare to die!

Don't try to escape,
I'm hunting you down
holding you tight in my grip
kissing the steel,
the flash of my blade gleaming in your stare

The Reaper, the Reaper
I'm coming to get you
The Reaper, the Reaper

I'm the almighty,
the king of the kills
Armageddons father
kissing the steel,
the flash of my blade gleaming in your stare

. . .


The moon is full tonight,we gather round the flame
The candles burn so bright,we start to chant thy name
Satana
The circle starts to glow, hear the spirits scream
A demon from below, black - with eyes that gleam
Witchery - in the misty candle light
An incantation of the dark
Witching hour!
A vibration fills the air, we fall into a trance
We sense someone's here,who have we conjured this time
Satana
Witchery - in the misty candle light
An incantation of the dark
Witching hour!
Witchery

. . .

Midnight At The Graveyard

[No lyrics]

. . .


Let me take you to the promised land
I will lead you there by the hand
Feel the cold that pours out from my soul
(where) I will take you - you will need no more
Place your trust and only faith in me
I'll step in and I will set you free
I'm the hated I'm the so called mean
But I don't judge - you are indifferent to me
Sleep a lifetime - Die an eternity
Deathrider in the sky
Place your trust and only faith in me
I'll step in and I will set you free
I'm the hated I'm the so called mean
But I don't judge - you are indifferent to me

. . .


Bring the infant, who speaks in tounge
An exorcism, shall soon be done
Bannish the evil, that rules this child
I hope the priest will hurry to come
We'll provoke the demons of sin
Awaiting the exorcist
Cast out this presence within
We tie her down, for the sake of her own
Or she will injure herself to her death
Unaware of what the future will bring
The demon smiles and starts to scream
We'll provoke the demons of sin
Awaiting the exorcist
Cast out this presence within
We'll provoke the demons of sin
Awaiting the exorcist
Cast out this presence within
Awaiting the exorcist
We'll provoke the demons of sin
Awaiting the exorcist
Cast out this presence within

. . .


Hell - storms hard
Rampant evil cloud the skies
Creatures - sing
As they praise the unborn child
Famine and plague
Race thru out the world
On wings of damnation
There's a fire in the sky
Behold the riders in the night
With fear we whisper their names
War and death - famine and plague
Prophecies
Forfilled with cold precision
Seas of blood - predict mankinds extinction
War and death
Unleash the terror
With divine intervention
There's a fire in the sky
Behold the riders in the night
With fear we whisper their names
War and death - famine and plague
There's a fire in the sky
Behold the riders in the night
With fear we whisper their names
War and death - famine and plague

. . .


Down by the cemetary
Lies a house, where evil roams free
The rooms are silent, but you better beware
A thousand souls have perrished in there
As you turn to stone
And you loose your head
As he takes your soul
The walls turn red - bloodshed
The smell of brimstone and the clanging of chains
(the) Hooks into flesh - to tear and to maim
(a) Bloodshowergush - the walls turn red
This ritual doesn't end just 'cause the body is dead
As you turn to stone
And you loose your head
As he takes your soul
The walls turn red - bloodshed
The house is empty, another night has gone
A deathlike silence - the deed is done
The doors are open - "please step inside"
An hour remains to the rising of the bloodtide
As you turn to stone
And you loose your head
As he takes your soul
The walls turn red - bloodshed

. . .


Chased by the hellhounds, the scavengers of death
This ain't no nightmare, it's the afterlife unblessed
The winds of the winds of redemption, blow hard of the plains
Hells burning landscape, lays vast, in flames
Engulfed in reeking pain, repent
The bottomless pit of hells domain
A swarming mass of bodies slain
I feel the flames so near
I welcome the pain that rages here
I have nothing to fear
Steaming red hot pistons, hells machine at work
Rusted iron sceptres, impaled the thousands burn
Dark and dead but glowing, the army of the damned
Torment the fallen mortals, from this day to the end
Engulfed in reeking pain, repent
The bottomless pit of hells domain
Chased by the hellhounds, hells machine at work
This ain't no nightmare, impaled the thousands burn
The winds of redemption, the army of the damned
Hells burning landscape, from this day to the end

. . .

Born In The Night

[No lyrics]

. . .

Restless And Dead

[No lyrics]

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