Wizard Smoke

 c mELODIC mINOr


C,D,D#,F,G,AB(g#),Bb(a#)





the embers caught the night time aire

with flights of daemons and warlocks

fighting to kill the last of the whisper

children. but the children come back

from the slumber of death to forget the hell

of these daemons' traps of pain and anguish.



one night one soul one trap destined to fall. 


the smoke of the warlock's pipe 

brings the masterful decadence 

of the dark daemons minds

oh come and dance in the smoke 

of a warlock's castle. 

the daemons cry and fly 

into the night follow

the whispers of the heart.


the smoke of the warlock's pipe 

brings the masterful decadence 

of the dark daemons minds

oh come and dance in the smoke 

of a warlock's castle. 

the daemons cry and fly 

into the night ...



embers of the past deeds of the warlocks

that tried to tie the light of truth

to the elders of the old, to pursue death

cantations and the rituals in the black.


as these dark ones harnessed beauty

they killed the hearts of ripe women.

the black souls of the heart of women

sold their hearts 

to be a vessel 

of the harbinger

of death

the black widow spider

guided their minds to darkness.



darkness

to darkness

to darkness

pitch black

death awaits


can you guide me home

oh wizard wise and old

can you guide me home

oh wizard wise and old

can you guide me home

oh wizard wise and old

guide me home

guide me home

guide me home

guide me home


in total solitude the children of 

whispers wait for a wizard to caste

our eyes into the skye to kill the

gloom of our hearts


as the smoke rises from the wizards

pipe the thoughts of lust disappear

from the whisper childrens hearts.


the vile ripe women faces turn

leathery and putrid nickker chew ulgy.


in total solitude the children of 

the whispers wait for a wizard to caste

our eyes into the skye to kill the

gloom of our hearts sadness.


as the smoke rises from the wizards

pipe the thoughts of lust disappear

from the whisper childrens hearts.


and the vile ripe women faces turn

leathery and putrid nickker chew ulgy.


putrid nickker chew ugly...

just you wait

just you wait

witches

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