where

has

all

the

ma-

gic

gone

lost

be-

hind

or

lost

a-

long

vic-

tims

of

the

pulse

of

our

so-

ci-

e-

ty

don't

you

miss

the

an-

cient

times

ridd-

le-

s

and

the

sub-

tle

signs

rel-

a-

tive

per-

spec-

tive

on

re-

ali-

ty

I

get

strong-

er

in

the

splen-

dor

of

a

lu-

cid

moon

on-

ly

crea-

tures

of

the

night

all

my

de-

mons

cast

a

spell

the

souls

of

dusk

ri-

sing

from

the

ash-

es

so

the

book

of

sha-

dows

tell

the

weak

will

al-

ways

o-

bey

the

ma-

ster

head-

ing

for

the

drag-

ons

lair

an-

oth-

er

time,

a

diff'-

rent

sphere

I

leave

the

noth-

ing-

ness

be-

hind

and

when

the

sense

of

logic

yields

I'll

es-

cape

the

ou-

ter

shields

in-

to

the

u-

ni-

ver-

sal

mi-

nd

I

get

strong-

er

in

the

splen-

dor

of

a

lu-

cid

mo-

o-

on

On-

ly

crea-

tures

of

the

night

can

heal

my

wounds

all

my

de-

mons

cast

a

spell

the

souls

of

dusk

ri-

sing

from

the

ash-

es

so

the

book

of

sha-

dows

tell

the

weak

will

al-

ways

o-

bey

the

ma-

ster

all

my

de-

mons

cast

a

spell

the

souls

of

dusk

ri-

sing

from

the

ash-

es

so

the

book

of

sha-

dows

tell

the

weak

will

al-

ways

o-

bey

the

ma-

ster