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DESASTER LYRICS
"The Fog Of Avalon" (1993 Demo)
1. Intro: Twilight
2. The Final Desaster
3. And The Powers Above
4. Face Of Darkness
5. Into A Magical Night
6. Northern Breeze
7. Witchcraft
8. Outro: Dawn
9. Countess Bathory (Live) - (Venom Cover)
1. Intro: Twilight
2. The Final Desaster
3. And The Powers Above
4. Face Of Darkness
At the buried ground in the night time
When the moon is full and clear
Buried deep in the hard ground
An unholy place in the night
Beware the face of darkness
If your soul is full with fear
Beware the face of darkness
Whenever it's your rear
Blasphemic words are spoken
Bewitched and possessed by evil
Your eyes are filled with tears
If you're scared you will be buried
Beware the face of darkness
If your soul is full with fear
Beware the face of darkness
Whenever it's your rear
Wake up before you are dying
The innocent ones will be damned
Pray to your God if he s really existing
There's no hope to escape
At midnight you see
Strange things that become reality
The dark one waits in the night
Takes you to a place of evil
Beware if you are too slowly
To escape from the face of darkness
Beware the face of darkness
If your soul is full with fear
Beware the face of darkness
Whenever it's your rear
5. Into A Magical Night
6. Northern Breeze
7. Witchcraft
The witches are dancing around the fire
The day awaited is finally here
now they can fell their holy desire
And dinner time is coming near
WITCHCRAFT!!!
WITCHCRAFT!!
WITCHCRAFT!
The wizard is preparing the magic potion
The magic circle is coming together
The air is full of black entchantement
The Magic forumula is spoke now
At dawn the midnight party is over
The witches are seting out home
Back to the forests of dead and darkness
Waiting for the next party of hell
8. Outro: Dawn
9. Countess Bathory (Live) - (Venom Cover)
Welcoming the virgins fair, to live a noble life
In the castle known to all - the Count's internal wife
She invites the peasants with endless lavish foods
But, when evening spreads it wings, she rapes them of their blood
Countess Bathory
Countess Bathory
All day long the virgins sit and feast on endless meals
The Countless laughs and sips her wine - her skin doth crack and peel
But when nighttime fills the air one must pay the price
The Countess takes her midnight bath with blood that once gave life
Countess Bathory
Countess Bathory
Living in her self styled Hell, the Countess dressed in black
Life's so distant - death's so near - no blood to fury time back
The castle walls are closing in, she's crippled now with age
Welcomes death with open arms - the reaper turns the page
Countess Bathory
Countess Bathory
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