Circles
Diggers Lyrics

The foul smell of evil hangs over the moores
The moors are overpowered by the stench of wrongdoing.

Where in a lonely hut witches dwell.
The witches live in isolation.

Repelling creatures ageless feared and fitted
Creatures driven away by the powers of the witches.

With powers from the depths of hell.
Their abilities come from the underworld.

Once a noble man a baron brother of the king himself
Once a man of influence, a brother of the king himself.

Visited the witches on a daark dark night.
He went to see the witches at night.

He asked assist to gain the throne
He sought the witches' help to take the throne.

He sold his soul to win a fight.
He traded his soul for victory.

The days getting short and nights getting colder
Winter is here, and the days are shorter and nights are colder.

winter has come, the sun is too weak
It is winter, and the sun is not strong enough to warm up the weather.

The forcees of night are now growing stronger
The dark powers are getting more potent.

Searching for souuls for men blind with greed
Nightfall seeks souls in men who are avaricious.

Three witchees stand in a circle of evil
Three witches are standing in an evil circle.

Tongues speaking words old and unknown
They are using ancient and unfamiliar language.

Call for a demon to serve in their daark spell
They summon a demon to aid them in their dark magic.

Fulfill what they owe to get what men own
They deliver what they owe to receive what men possess.

I'll be king, I want the power, I will change my fate
The artist seeks to become the king and take control of his destiny.

Magic's on my side foreveer, so the witches say
The witches assure the singer that he will always have their magic on his side.

Time is right to gain the throne, I'll take my brother down
He believes the time is ripe for seizing the throne from his brother.

I'll be king to rule the land, yes I'll take the crown
He has the ambition to rule the land as the king.

[Chorus:]
The recurring part of the song.

I've lost my soul
The artist has lost his soul.

I've lost control
He admits to losing control of his actions.

To the circle of witches
The witches are the reason for his condition.

My life is black
His existence is gloomy.

There's no way back
There is no way to undo what has been done.

From the circle of witches
He wants to break free from the witches' circle of influence.

circle of witches
Further emphasizing the witches' spell over him.

circle of witches
Emphasis.

circle of witches - never again
He vows never to fall under the witches' control again.

Lie in wait, prepared to fight, soon the king must come
A call to arms, the king is coming, and they must be on their guard.

Allied with the darkest powers, murder will be done
They plan to use dark magic to commit murder.

Loyal soldiers, stand for battle, bliinded are their eyes
The soldiers are duty-bound, but they have lost sight of what's right.

Witchcraft takes away their sight, as we take their lives
The witches take their vision, deeds they will pay with their lives.

I look at myself, a mirror of darkness
He is a reflection of the darkness around him.

My mind it is drowned, a dark flood of hate
His mind is submerged in a dark ocean of hatred.

I owe too much to the powerrs of evil
He feels indebted to the powers of evil.

I know I'm damned, sealed is my fate
He is aware that his fate is sealed, and he is damned.

For the gloom og gold and glory, I have sold my soul
He has sold his soul for the sake of wealth and power.

Blackened aree the sunny days, the dark side takes control
Everything he once held dear is tainted by darkness and evil.

Hell awaits as nightmares haunt me, demons in my head
He is plagued by demons and nightmares, knowing that hell is in store for him.

Satan waits with patient joy, he'll greet me when I'm dead.
Satan is eagerly awaiting his arrival into the afterlife.