13 gather
On a moonless night
The morning star
Is burning bright
Doom mantia
Doom mantia
Followers
They sing and dance
The pipes of Pan
Have weaved a trance, yes
Dressed in black, no turning back
Dressed in black, no turning back
Doom mantia
Doom mantia
Doom mantia
Doom mantia
Doom mantia
Doom mantia
Doom mantia
Doom mantia
Doom mantia
Doom mantia
Doom mantia
Doom mantia
Doom mantia
Doom mantia
Doom mantia
Doom mantia
Doom mantia
Doom mantia
Doom mantia
Doom mantia
Doom mantia
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