Besedila:
Seven Witches City Of Lost Souls

and no one that survives Walking through the City Of Lost Souls It's the place where tales once were told Walking through the City Of Lost Souls It'

the spirits cry, the great Atlantis rising Oceans of time will fall into the black depths crying Now feel the spirits fly - the great Atlantis rising! Many seek the city lost

are made of creatures still unknown Strange thoughts and visions now are haunting me Somehow I know this place was meant for me Watch out! No mans land Lost

his plan! Take care! Soon you shall meet your end! Run run for your life - soon the blade lifts to strike The death bell starts to toll - you must protect your soul

are natures force Timeless souls void of all sin We are Seven and our souls unite Timeless spirits void of ills We are the Coven Born of the Seven We