Black Magic - Rite of the Wizard | Текст песни

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Deadly rituals in the night
There stands the wizard
With gazing evil eyes
He falls to the ground
In burning sensation
His masterful sins unfold
In black magic creation

Thousand spells to the lands
Burst out from the fire
Power now in his hand
Feeding his desire

Rite of the wizard

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