Paroles de ... A Chosen Few

Let's just go now, right now Smoke Yeah Mountain riff crash the sky Smoke laden bongships rise Our coven is only three A chosen few blessed by sorcery Within fire, I've tied up you Our magic, I remember you To the ground in the our temple Invoke the hate of templars Children of the future Enslaved to the blackest drug Violence in our blood Darkness consume the earth, yeah