All Them Witches - Black Royal

Full of fear as you walk in the night

The darkness holds you in its cold embrace

The dusk swallows a light of the day

All the good is replaced by evil

The dreamworld and the sounds of the dark

Are beyond of your comprehension

And all them witches fly through the night

The spell is upon the burden of your soul, not mine

And all them witches fly through the night

The spell is upon the burden of your soul, not mine

Carried away, dreaming while awake

Seeing nightly fantasies of abnormalities

So absurd and dumb to believe that

These delusions are for true

Born in the minds of dull women

And from weak faith of simple men

And all them witches fly through the night

The spell is upon the burden of your soul, not mine

And all them witches fly through the night

The spell is upon the burden of your soul, not mine

Spell on the burden of soul

Spell on the burden of soul

Spell on the burden of soul