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When the snow turns black
I'll be back, I'll be here
Between the blinking of an eye
Welcome back, cavalier
When the screams attack
Before the newborn starts to cry
Flaming star, or the call of the wild
And it's all in the eyes of a child
The whispers in the breeze
Black mass, Devil's Eve
Black mass, Devil's wine
The river bleeds in time
That's the place, in a dream
Where the red clouds chase
Across the Sun's hot, blazing sky
Where he hides his face
In disgrace, for his queen
He must choose the way she dies
And they say when his eyes turn to green
He'll awake living sin never seen
That's the clue to believe
Watches over you
Watch his eyes look through
An instant, and you're hypnotised
False or true, to deceive
You take his place, you're crucified
Black mass, devils eve
The whispers in the breeze
The river bleeds in time
Black mass, Devil's wine
Black mass
Black mass, Devil's wine