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Dancing on the path of the silent witch
cheerful and enjoying every moment
her life is dedicated to pain and to death
with a taste for blood and a hunger for flesh

the path of the silent witch has no return
black magic is she dedicated to and will always be
no one does she know and no one knows her
she's alone in her fate and no one will join her

the silent wind blows through the trees
where a silent corpse is hanging in a rope
a young girl no more than sixteen years old
now she's dead, a victim of the witch

the body can die but the soul will carry on
immortal it is and no change it can be
what she does in current life will affect her next
the darkness in her heart will never disappere

dancing on the path of the silent witch
joining the dark side and fighting the light
cheering during the darkest days of life
misery is pain and pain is life

any love she cannot feel
pain, sorrow, misery and hunger
the feelings she enjoy
the strongest feelings there is

the darkness is growing strong in her heart
now there's no return to life only death
her body will soon die, but her soul is immortal
the soul will carry the darkness and never be redeemed

her eternal life is doomed to darkness
the price of dancing on the path of the silent witch
tartaros is the place she deserves
but she will survive, she always do

the silent witch is the shamaness
the greatest wizzard of magic darker than the night
covered in the blood of the dead goat
she will survive, she will make her soul free

free from light, free from mercy
darkness is the thing she wants
the shamaness of darkness, silent she will forever be
dancing on the path of the silent witch