Black Candles by Oz
Howling on the under northern wind is deafening your
ears
The feel of being /beating all alone brings back the _
_ fears
Ice cold _ _ hits you hard, freezes all your veins
The dream it fills your brains/brace, oh
They tie you to the altar and they did your clothes
away
The priest just makes them to the stand they all around
her sway
The pentagram begins to glow your heart is pumping fast
This night will be your last
Black candles burning brighter than the everlasting
light
Black candles make it possible to sense an evil might
Black candles burning hotter than the old eternal flame
Black candles make it all so clear it's not a harmless
game
Black candles burning brighter than the everlasting
light
Black candles make it possible to sense an evil might
Black candles burning hotter than the old eternal flame
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