ThereĂ´s a place in the wood
Where The Oak has been there through the ages
On its bark magic runes
Written by the old wizards and witches
ItĂ´s midnight and darkness surrounds us
Thick mist is here
Wolves howl at the moon, hear them crying
Bewitchment startsThe oak will show its secret
Will-o-the-wisps will light our way
Head for the path to glory
To a place where dreams come true
Witchcraft and incantation
DonĂ´t break the spell, the charm goes on
Beyond the realms of reality
Tonight weĂ´ll cross the gates of space and timeSo dark is the night
Imps, goblins and fauns dance together
Hear the wind, don't take fright
Take this potion and youĂ´ll live forever my friendBats, mushrooms and toads in a couldron
And you will fly
Black magic to invoke ancient spirits
They never died
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