Trollfjell black-folk / Jesenice

HOGAROTH - The Mist

Drums by "Death Culture Studio" (https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC5i…

Lyrics:

By the lake under the crimson sky
outraged and furious crowd
Torches, spears and flails
angrily raised up high.

Standing on the other shore,
she raised her hand with her wand
you fools, you will never get me
death upon you all.

Burn the witch, burn the hag
Cut her head off, rip the flesh off of her
bury her bones deep to holy ground
deep enough to never be found.
Kill her…
Kill her...

So she conjured the spell of the mist
devouring everything alive

Rise...
rise up, my faithful shadows.
Feast...
feast on their weak souls
Leave...
leave nothing, but white bones
Crush...
crush their body and skulls

Dying men screaming in pain
as their limbs fall on ground
skin burning eyes melting
by the acid rain.

Stray arrow flew out of the fog
all across the lake.
it pierced enchanters heart
leaving the spell unbound.

The wave of horror is awaken,
without the reach of it´s master
magic created from atrocity
that will last here for eternity.