| Song | Circle Of Witches |
| Artist | Grave Digger |
| Album | 25 to Live |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Boltendahl, Grave Digger ... | |
| The foul smell of evil hangs over the moores | |
| Where in a lonely hut witches dwell. | |
| Repelling creatures ageless feared and fitted | |
| With powers from the depths of hell. | |
| Once a noble man a baron brother of the king himself | |
| Visited the witches on a daark dark night. | |
| He asked assist to gain the throne | |
| He sold his soul to win a fight. | |
| The days getting short and nights getting colder winter has come, the sun is too weak | |
| The forcees of night are now growing stronger | |
| Searching for souuls for men blind with greed | |
| Three witchees stand in a circle of evil | |
| Tongues speaking words old and unknown | |
| Call for a demon to serve in their daark spell | |
| Fulfill what they owe to get what men own | |
| I'll be king, | |
| I want the power, | |
| I will change my fate | |
| Magic's on my side foreveer, so the witches say | |
| Time is right to gane the throne, | |
| I'll take my brother down | |
| I'll be king to rule the land, yes | |
| I'll take the crown [Chorus:] | |
| I've lost my soul | |
| I've lost control | |
| To the circle of witches | |
| My life is black | |
| There's no way back | |
| From the circle of witches circle of witches circle of witches circle of witches - never again | |
| Lie in wait, prepared to fight, soon the king must come | |
| Allied with the darkest powers, murder will be done | |
| Loyal soldiers, stand for battle, bliinded are their eyes | |
| Witchcraft takes away their sight, as we take their lives | |
| I look at myself, a mirror of darkness | |
| My mind it is drowned, a dark flood of hate | |
| I owe too much to the powerrs of evil | |
| I know I'm damned, sealed is my fate | |
| For the gloom og gold and glory, | |
| I have sold my soul | |
| Blackened aree the sunny days, the dark side takes control | |
| Hell awaits as nightmares haunt me, demons in my head | |
| Satan waits with patient joy, he'll greet me when | |
| I'm dead. |
| zuo qu : Boltendahl, Grave Digger ... | |
| The foul smell of evil hangs over the moores | |
| Where in a lonely hut witches dwell. | |
| Repelling creatures ageless feared and fitted | |
| With powers from the depths of hell. | |
| Once a noble man a baron brother of the king himself | |
| Visited the witches on a daark dark night. | |
| He asked assist to gain the throne | |
| He sold his soul to win a fight. | |
| The days getting short and nights getting colder winter has come, the sun is too weak | |
| The forcees of night are now growing stronger | |
| Searching for souuls for men blind with greed | |
| Three witchees stand in a circle of evil | |
| Tongues speaking words old and unknown | |
| Call for a demon to serve in their daark spell | |
| Fulfill what they owe to get what men own | |
| I' ll be king, | |
| I want the power, | |
| I will change my fate | |
| Magic' s on my side foreveer, so the witches say | |
| Time is right to gane the throne, | |
| I' ll take my brother down | |
| I' ll be king to rule the land, yes | |
| I' ll take the crown Chorus: | |
| I' ve lost my soul | |
| I' ve lost control | |
| To the circle of witches | |
| My life is black | |
| There' s no way back | |
| From the circle of witches circle of witches circle of witches circle of witches never again | |
| Lie in wait, prepared to fight, soon the king must come | |
| Allied with the darkest powers, murder will be done | |
| Loyal soldiers, stand for battle, bliinded are their eyes | |
| Witchcraft takes away their sight, as we take their lives | |
| I look at myself, a mirror of darkness | |
| My mind it is drowned, a dark flood of hate | |
| I owe too much to the powerrs of evil | |
| I know I' m damned, sealed is my fate | |
| For the gloom og gold and glory, | |
| I have sold my soul | |
| Blackened aree the sunny days, the dark side takes control | |
| Hell awaits as nightmares haunt me, demons in my head | |
| Satan waits with patient joy, he' ll greet me when | |
| I' m dead. |
| zuò qǔ : Boltendahl, Grave Digger ... | |
| The foul smell of evil hangs over the moores | |
| Where in a lonely hut witches dwell. | |
| Repelling creatures ageless feared and fitted | |
| With powers from the depths of hell. | |
| Once a noble man a baron brother of the king himself | |
| Visited the witches on a daark dark night. | |
| He asked assist to gain the throne | |
| He sold his soul to win a fight. | |
| The days getting short and nights getting colder winter has come, the sun is too weak | |
| The forcees of night are now growing stronger | |
| Searching for souuls for men blind with greed | |
| Three witchees stand in a circle of evil | |
| Tongues speaking words old and unknown | |
| Call for a demon to serve in their daark spell | |
| Fulfill what they owe to get what men own | |
| I' ll be king, | |
| I want the power, | |
| I will change my fate | |
| Magic' s on my side foreveer, so the witches say | |
| Time is right to gane the throne, | |
| I' ll take my brother down | |
| I' ll be king to rule the land, yes | |
| I' ll take the crown Chorus: | |
| I' ve lost my soul | |
| I' ve lost control | |
| To the circle of witches | |
| My life is black | |
| There' s no way back | |
| From the circle of witches circle of witches circle of witches circle of witches never again | |
| Lie in wait, prepared to fight, soon the king must come | |
| Allied with the darkest powers, murder will be done | |
| Loyal soldiers, stand for battle, bliinded are their eyes | |
| Witchcraft takes away their sight, as we take their lives | |
| I look at myself, a mirror of darkness | |
| My mind it is drowned, a dark flood of hate | |
| I owe too much to the powerrs of evil | |
| I know I' m damned, sealed is my fate | |
| For the gloom og gold and glory, | |
| I have sold my soul | |
| Blackened aree the sunny days, the dark side takes control | |
| Hell awaits as nightmares haunt me, demons in my head | |
| Satan waits with patient joy, he' ll greet me when | |
| I' m dead. |