Ereb Altor Gastrike 1. The Gathering of Witches The Gathering of Witches They will not burn Deceived and led by the master of all Beware of the snake Beware of the three legged rabbit Stealing the potions of life By piercing the walls Three drops of blood while casting the magic spell Church bells gives the power of flight Bringing chaos and disorder Master, black hooded priest A face of evil, with horns Clothing of iron underneath Directing the pace The gathering of witches Hear their song Förbannad ware min fadher och modher Förbannad ware syster och brodher Förbannad ware himmel och johl Förbannad ware mane och sohl Förbannad ware den, som pa gudh tror Och alla dhe, som pa jorden boor Hör deras mantra om och om igen... Förbannad ware min fadher och modher Förbannad ware syster och brodher Förbannad ware himmel och johl Förbannad ware mane och sohl Förbannad ware den, som pa gudh tror Och alla dhe, som pa jorden boor 2. Dance of Darkness The rider of the black horse arrives At the dance of the king's hill Charming the guests and hosts Elegantly he moves while his eyes are Searching for beauty He invites the fair little Anne to a dance No one can ever turn his offer down A dance never seen before All other stop but the violins The music refuse to stop, the song went faster, faster. Fingers staring to bleed Violins of blood and dark eyes The Dance of Darkness, levitation. Like the wind they rise to the top of trees. Blood pouring like tears in all eyes All gaze in red under the spell They saw his feet up high, the hooves of a goat A scattered audience running of fear The dancing couple slowly fading away Stories have been told of a crying girl by the lake Never to be the same again. 3. Dispellation Unholy seed, unholy breed Poisonous death Escaping from shame She died alone in silent misery The pain and loss of her newborn love Her soul will never ever rest See her pale face in the window so dark The man of the church prays for her soul The power of God has failed again Her haunting shadows still remains Unstoppable powers from beyond She died alone in misery The pain and loss of her newborn love The wisdom of the woman from the old age The old ways of spirits and ghosts Bury all traces of the newborn child And she will leave you be 4. Boatman's Call A man in coat unknown A voice so dark and cold And skin pale and white He walks throughout the land Sickness and death in his trace Men reeks of fear when he arrives Slowly by foot he scorched the land Until a river of greatness appears at his feet Driven by a force from beyond He must pass to complete his task No one can deny his will He can turn himself into a friend Deceiving and deadly he is And the boatman Fooled to row the boat to the other side After the crossing he said: "I will not pay you I'll give you a gift A blessing from plague When the others will die You will live" The boatman returns to his shore Finding the mark of the plague All are dead Left all alone, he search the lands All he ever found was death The boatman's call A wish to die, torment of solitude The boatman's call 5. The Mistress of Wisdom A castle that holds goodness and wealth Stands tall at the shore In the land of the hammer A mistress of wisdom so bright And knowledge so fair She Rules without fear And without any despair A castle of darkness at the other side of the river With all of the trees tied to the blood Of the dark lady of total deceit With a hunger for trophies She sweeps through the lands to retrieve Damned are the ones brave in their heart Who disobeys her command In a gathering of power the two mighty ones Finally have to meet Darkness and greed is nothing compared To the wisdom and knowledge she said The light is too strong for the dark to prevail Deprived of her pride her defeat Degraded she crawl back to her chamber Biding her time in the shadows A seed of hate is starting to grow Practice her dark arts to gain strength The trees that she once gave her blood to be grown Withered away to the ground Strengthened her power and clouded her mind Vengeance is all that she seeks Hate has been growing in the past seven years Building an army of darkness The white mistress hear the sound of the steel The sound of war inside the castle walls Her inner eye can see The day has come The day of misfortune She burn all the corners of her castle to fall Upon the white horse she ride Escape from the darkness and flames The winter so long tearing her skin A ride from her home never to return The river she must cross Warriors of the dark is at her heals The breaking of the ice on a river so fierce Seals her destiny, the world is in tears 6. I djupet så svart Förlustelse, beslöjar hans sinne Det gömda och ensliga lägret Fattigdom driver förnuftet iväg Förhopping äger hennes själ Hasta, svartklädda skepnader i natten Mot boning i skuggan de rusar Lögnen bäddar en brudsäng med rosor Med taggar av gift Slut ömt dina ögon medan famnen Värmer din kropp Kväver det brinnande hjärtat Tills branden förvandlas till stoft Spring du lilla flicka, rädda ditt planterade frö I baten hon far sitta, med lugnande artag av kraft Han plagas utav vanda, men lycklig hon ska bli Därnere i djupet sa svart hon sjunker ner Tills vattnet har tagit sin skatt Ensam han ror i natt När tidens tand har begravt Hans nesliga dad Och bröllopsklockor klingar Sin Förtrollande klang Mot det resta altare de tar sina steg Brudar tva hans sida nu delar Ena en blomstrande fägring Den andra bleck och halögd med brudklänning vät Hans sinnen har nu svikit hans lugn Ensam han fick ro i natt 7. Seven A child open his eyes for the first time Meeting a world of the old age Mother no worthy, denied by the witch Marriage forbidden, a bastard child Still the boy was born No father nor protection The curse of the Grandmother Two years of sanctuary, safe and sound Then the night consumes his mind Not to be seen for seven years and seven nights Seven is the key His soul is leaving the flesh and leaps into a wolf Howling and preying, the moon is forever Searching without knowing what to find Blood of the unborn will break the chains Call him by his name And the wolf skin will disappear Father of cries Granma of despise Seven years and seven nights Worn by The Years the witch is weak Grandma's pain in the bed of death Regrets of the betrayal of blood Removing the curse Chose the moment with care Call him by his name When she dies