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U.Roth Dark night, there is no light In the realm of the black magic man Soul`s flight into the cold blight Of the destroyer`s magic land Poor man, whose spirits are stronger They`re a little too weary You`re starting to... Blind man, you`re suckin` your own blood Soon black magic`s dying You`d better start crying Blind man, you`re suckin` your own blood Soon black magic`s dying You`d better start crying Throw out your evil desire The dark king`s kingdom is Made out of mire Throw out your evil desire The dark king`s kingdom is Made out of mire Keep on for the kingdom of light There is no darkness, there is no night |