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.