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The golden age of the sorcery has passed
The necromancers cloud of darkness
Hangs over the ancient kingdom
Only some cursed book can allow you
To find your lost powers again
And to join with the powerful force of death
So install you inside the magic circle and implore

Belf, son of Belf,
Who s got brass feet, iron heel
Belf, son of Belf,
Give me the power to kill at distance

Accept all orders orders of your superiors
Obey them fool
Raise all their vows and then realize yours
Then you will be invulnerable
Ignorant souls
Realize your morbid wishes

Belf, son of Belf,
Who s got brass feet, iron heel
Belf, son of Belf,

Give me the power to kill at distance

Your brain s on fire
Fulfill a crime you must
Hecat watches over the accomplishment of the crime
Trust him cause no law
Can transgress ten thousand years
Of knowledge kept by the sorcerers

Belf, son of Belf,
Who s got brass feet, iron heel
Belf, son of Belf,
Give me the power to kill at distance

Focus on, optimize
Rearrange, reorganize
Define new borderline
See how bright, bright you can shine

Enlarge your horizon
Be your own weapon
Visualize your variations
Harmonize your vibrations
Expansion, concentration
Energy fluctuation
Extension, regeneration
Energetic pulsation
Travel in time/space
Meet your wonder face to face
Put the false in disgrace
And the truth will take its place

Fill your world with energy - Harmony and synergy
Fill...

Yes, I believe I m not trouble sent to haunt you.
Tell you for truth or did no one ever warn you
til we stop these silly games.
I can t believe what you say.
I see your face across the miles and miles between us.
Do they separate, do...

A sacrifice in the flight of dawn
The beauty of twisted reality
In my heart, my dreams

A sacrifice for freedom
Alone in the grace of the dark
The pains of a failed generation

I longed for the death of the sun
Another glorious revelation
Destiny s plan...

Ginuwine (Talking):
Wanna ride tonight, Wanna ride tonight.
Wanna freak tonight, Wanna freak tonight...
(Repeat)

1st Verse:
The time is cool
Whatcha gonna do
The bachelor,
Is calling you, yeah
The mood is right
With the fireside
And...

Records on the floor.
I m giving back whats yours
Remember us last weekend
Dancing to the psychedelic furs.

I tried to tell myself
That we could be alright.
Now it’s me and my
Cigarettes and alcohol tonight.

So screen all the phone calls
And put the chain on the front door.
And if you see her
Tell her i don’t...