





艺人:Savatage
专辑:The Dungeons Are Calling
作词:Oliva, Oliva
作曲:Jon Oliva / Criss Oliva
Black is the night, Sa tan laugh ing with de light He's call ing you, to be a ser vant of his Voo doo When the ho ur strikes thir teen, lis ten to the spir its as they scream your name Be ware and guard yer soul, Sod om is the place yer gon na go Vis ions Of Hell. A Thrill Walls a flame. Breath ing deep, You seem in pain A lake of fi re. Yer re sis tance starts to ti re When the day num bers one, You'll be come one of his sons Be ware and guard yer soul, Sod om is the place yer gon na go Vis ions Of Hell. NO! Light is black, Sa tan starts his work of ter ror Look Out! Be ware! When a pair of eyes be gin to stare He knows which ones to take. God help me for heav en's sake Be ware! Guard your soul, Sod om is the place yer gon na go Vis ions Of Hell. Vis ions Of Hell. Vis ions Of Hell. Vis ions Of Hell. Vis ions Of Hell. Die