The Witch Songtext
von Avantasia

A sombre morning
Fields of rusty gold suffuse the way
The pounding sound of steps
On fallen leaves, you contemplate
The bleak arrival
Of times and rites effacing levity
The sands of time rain down to bury
The child that you have been

Unholy wraith, I can feel your touch

Screams sound in the wind and rain
Stormbound on a dim November day
As screams sound and they drive me insane
I know, what a beautiful day
Screams sound in the wind and rain
Stormbound on a dim November day
As screams sound, are you deaf or do you feign?
I know, what a beautiful day


Eerie voices whispering
And no one can be seen
I can hear what you say
Is just a bovine fantasy
Leaves are raining
From bony hands of entities around
The lament bursting sanity
Incredibly profound

Unholy wraith, I can feel your touch

Screams sound in the wind and rain
Stormbound on a dim November day
As screams sound, call it inane
I know, it′s just a beautiful day

To be taken to the realms
Taken by a wraith

Screams sound in the wind and rain
Stormbound on a, on a cold day (dim November day)
Screams sound and they drive me insane
I know, what a beautiful day (what a beautiful day)
Screams sound in the wind and rain
Stormbound on a dim November day
As screams sound, are you deaf or do you feign?
Yes, I know, just a beautiful day (what a beautiful day)