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Midnight Wind

Satan's Host
It's twelve o'clock the witching hour
Black candles burn alone at last
The black cauldron begins to smoke
And the midnight wind is calling you
Shadows moving whispers that seem to speak not a word
Evil waiting something inside that beckons you
Terror striking sending an icy chill up your spine
There is no escaping now is the time
You ride the midnight wind
Ride the midnight wind into eternal hell
Ride the midnight wind
Time stops and death begins
Ride the midnight wind into eternal hell
Ride the midnight wind
Time stops and death begins
Unholy night of sacrifice a never ending terror
Riding on the razors edge of death
On the altar of the devil
Pain turns into pleasure you have passed
Through the gates of illusion
Midnight Wind
Forces forever unseenMidnight wind
Could this be real or insane
It's twelve o'clock the witching hour
Black candles burn alone at last
The black cauldron begins to smoke
And the midnight wind is calling you
Ride the midnight wind
Ride the midnight wind
I'm riding the midnight wind
Take hold of the midnight wind
I am the midnight wind