and no one that survives Walking through the City Of Lost Souls It's the place where tales once were told Walking through the City Of Lost Souls It'
Vertaling: Sewe Witches. Stad van verlore siele.
the spirits cry, the great Atlantis rising Oceans of time will fall into the black depths crying Now feel the spirits fly - the great Atlantis rising! Many seek the city lost
are made of creatures still unknown Strange thoughts and visions now are haunting me Somehow I know this place was meant for me Watch out! No mans land Lost
How many times must I go through this pain? So Many loved one slost with nothing gained Sometimes I feel like I can't go on Where do we go when we move
his plan! Take care! Soon you shall meet your end! Run run for your life - soon the blade lifts to strike The death bell starts to toll - you must protect your soul
Where is it that our souls are laid to rest? Is there life after death, an afterlife, where we reunite with our family and friends? Do we go to a place
are natures force Timeless souls void of all sin We are Seven and our souls unite Timeless spirits void of ills We are the Coven Born of the Seven We
alive with chants as you join the celebration Join hands with the coven now and begin evisceration Fear the Witching Hour - The 13th Hour! Fear the Witching