Curse of the Wyrd Syster Songtext
von Acid Magus

Crone and creature forming
Pagan frost
Night all bright and stormy
She is lost
The winds that shape this place
Wretched whisper
They etch the lines in her face
Wyrd Syster
Elemental creature
Pained to be
Mother to the preacher
They don′t see
Lay them all to waste
Just a blister


Oh how it all must taste
Wyrd Syster
United in the forming
Bonded by the night
Yearning for the calling
Killer in this fight
United in the forming
Bonded by the night
Yearning for the calling
Killer in this fight
Wyrd Syster
Wyrd Syster
Wyrd Syster
Wyrd Syster