Crayon Jones - Witches' Sabbath Lyrics

In the dying days
Raising the believers
To the curtained place
Building up the circle
Going far away
Roses on the crosses
As the sunlight fades
Following the courses
If we can reach him
Stretching out our hands
This is our time
To rise to the calling
Knowing he will come
Before the morning
Before the morning
Racing to the sunrise
Building up the fires
Sing the incantation
Till the night bird flights
Knowing where we're going
With jumping hearts
Horns are silhouetted
In the shadowed dark
Hearing the cry
The beacon starts to glow
This is our time to rise to the calling
Knowing he will come
Before the morning
Before the morning
This is our time to rise to the calling
Knowing he will come
Before the morning
Before the morning