Bewitcher - Mystifier (White Night City) [Single]

Lyrics to Mystifier (White Night City) [Single] by Bewitcher

Born of the frozen wastes, peasant with an arctic gaze Blessed with such piety, blighted by the gift of prophecy Clairvoyant, seer beyond Through the wilds on and on Siberian lupine appetite grows as the gates fall into sight Dark forces rise as the scythe descends Gold spires, reflect the coming fires In the white night city, it’ll be a hot time in the town tonight Lurker in the palace Holy fool, MYSTIFIER Mourning wind, songs of sorrow Our mother is bleeding Guide the hand that stabs her heart Holy Devil, MYSTIFIER Set a place beside the throne, oh sisters of the crow Sin be the path to salvation, be not afraid of damnation Warnings of the coming storm, silenced by the waters of Neva Infinite misery Crumbling of the dynasty