Ancient is she, like the stone you embrace

called "Atla the Witch"

Mistress or woman, the were-woman stands

pretending the love of a King....



Lives in the moor, the dark dagon's moor

Protected by enchants and runes

Atla The Witch knows something that you need

The way to the ruins of hell



[chorus]

The Witch,The Witch,The Witch,The Witch

Follow The Witch..



The Witch,The Witch,The Witch,The Witch

In to the circle...



Beyond her eyes knowledge and truth

Atla the Witch

She seems a savage , savager than you

for the clothes and the black hair she got

From the red lips, comes out a sneer

Illusion of human appear

Two Bared teeth reveal her essence

Beast or woman, the were-woman stands



Falling in the darkness

Through the rotteness

Feel my anger

Deeper than thy Hell




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