WINTER'S BANE - NIGHT SHADE lyrics

In the dead still night

grows a plant so divine that atropa belladonna

puts the extract in her wine

The goddess of man's destiny

on jealousy she feeds will cut the thread of live

if the bitch she feels the need

Night shade, night shade

This was man's worst fear

Deadly, night shade

Just hope that it's not here

Dangerous women

Who drop the berry juice into their lustful eyes

Gain the beauty that's so heavenly

but it's the devil in disguise

Night shade, night shade

This was man's worst fear

Deadly, night shade

Just hope that it's not here

Alluring men to her bed

while she has taked them in control

She'll strip his bones of his flesh

and then she will take his soul

Witches used the vines in symbolic rituals

stirring the black caldron of boiling guts and skulls

sorcerers ate the leaves to propel them through the sky

it grew around the castle walls

in the dead still of night

Night shade, night shade

This was man's worst fear

Deadly, night shade

Just hope that it's not here