He waits... for sleep A sleep that never comes Projecting images That speak out one by one If you see him This thirst-er of blood It's much too late He's chosen your fate! The time is near Witchbanger is here Whispering ancient words They've always known to hear When he's upon you It's much too late Close your eyes Girl, accept your fate! (Sell your soul) Well, the dream Held the floor Silent forever more Full of beauty and elegance A tumble of dust Is taken by the wind If you see him It's much too late! Shadows follow - Heaven falls! Shadows fall... and they fall!