Where has all the magic gone? Lost behind, or lost along? A victim of the pulse of our society Don't you miss the ancient times? The riddles and the subtle signs? A relative perspective on reality I get stronger in the splendor of a lucid moon I'm a creature of the night All my demons cast a spell The souls of dusk rising from the ashes So the book of shadows tell The weak will always obey the master Heading for the dragons lair Another time, a different sphere I leave this nothingness behind And when the sense of logic yields I'll escape the outer shields Into the universal mind I get stronger in the splendor of a lucid moon Only creatures of the night Can heal my wounds All my demons cast a spell The souls of dusk rising from the ashes So the book of shadows tell The weak will always obey the master All my demons cast a spell The souls of dusk rising from the ashes So the book of shadows tell The weak will always obey the master