The Witching Hour - The Kinnardlys

Gather your roses

While you have time

Sleep safe

In your bed tonight

But for those

Who must wander the streets

(There´s no escape)

From our will and our might

They will give up the fight

There is no way to know

Which way the wind blows

Every soul we take

Only brings us greater power

Every heart we break

Surrenders to

The witching hour

Numbers are growing

We won´t be denied

Keep to the shadows

And multiply

Veils are torn

When the clocks strikes twelve

(There´s no escape)

We have crossed the divide

Seeking out those who hide

There is no way to know

Which way the wind blows

Do your best to wand us off

Burn us, drown us, we don´t stop

Spells are still as strong as ever

Will be till the twelfth of never

Tu ne cede malis sed contra audentior ito

(There´s no escape)

After midnight we strike

Howling wolves feel our bite

There is no way to know

Which way the wind blows

Tu ne cede malis sed contra audentior itoSurrender to

The witching hour