Witchbanger - Duel

He waits… for sleep

A sleep that never comes

Projecting images

That speak (spook?) out one by one

If you see Him —

This thirst-er of blood —

It’s much too late

He’s chosen your fate!

The time is near

Witchbanger is here

Whispering ancient words

They’ve always known to hear

When He’s upon you

It’s much too late

Close your eyes

Girl, accept your fate!

(Sell your soul!)

(topsy-turvy & hoaky, honky-tonk sidewinder of a guitar solo!)

Well, the dream

Held the floor

Silent forever more

Full of beauty and elegance

A tumble of dust

Is taken by the wind

If you see Him

It’s much too late!

Shadows follow — Heaven falls!

(wry n' spry, knickerboxin' lead!)

Shadows fall… and they fall!