Rotting Christ As If By Magic
The night absorbs reality And releases fantasy It tickles my vanity And throws me into ecstasy The abyss of illusion Reveals a fairy land I am in confusion For I've got out of hand The fairies of the night Surround me, beset me Fear is their delight They will try to take me The new moon salutes me The wind whispers a word The wicked witches embrace me And touch me with their magic hands And I become air And I become fire The enemies filled with despair As I am getting higher and higher I have gained the wisdom I have honored the spell I have conquered the stardom I have beaten the night as well Innocence arrives with dawn All creatures start to hide They leave me alone And are eager for the night