Call Of The Wicked
by Stormwitch· from Live In Budapest
Out in the cold, ahead in the dark
A lamp is flickering bright
Hungry and tired you're wandering around
Lonely through the night
Greedy looks cling to your body
Fever's rising in your blood
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Call of the Wicked, oh
Call of the Wicked, facing the evil eye
Call of the Wicked, oh
Call of the Wicked
Secret desires, the dreams of the past
Are promised to come true
The touch of the sin is tasting so sweet
Hear it calling you
If you like to play with fire
Never ever get too close
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