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Panic in the Pentagram - Powerwolf
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Panic in the Pentagram Powerwolf

Panic in the Pentagram - Powerwolf
The night dies in the morning
And hell is gone at dawn
He sent no bible warning
Forsaken and forlorn

The night was wild
Black magic has its price
Remember me?
You'll meet the devil twice!

In the morning when I wake
No more souls are left to take
And I wonder why I'm here

The Sun is up, it's almost nine
And I'm standing in a sign
I feel a slowly rising fear

In a circle did I sleep?
Had I blasphemies to keep?
The scent of sulphur in the air

Hail, hail pentagram
Hail, hail pentagram
God damnit
What have I done?
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