Fata Morgana lyrics

Stormcrow gather ye' round Feel my call to thee I watch as the clouds gather Roaring thunder tremor though me Lightning strike down my foe Bellowing from deep inside this Earth Feelings that run to rebirth From the light to the blight And into the dark we go unnoticed Fleeting like the shadows that are All around us Visions to see, come with me Oh! Storm master Granted the most ugly thing Fata Morgana Hidden city of the clouds Revealed from your misty shroud To take hold of me, and bring Me to thee! Bleak God! Death God! Behold bearer of blackest might I shall give thee thy sight to see Swallowed by the Great Mystery To conceive Sorcery Eternally, in Fata Morgana