Lyrics
the second will deceive you
And the third is the coming of day, growing wild all across this land Sword, the second at night
Remember all that you have been told, three witches you shall meet
The first is twilight, along the road to your fate Sword, three witches you shall meet
Spoke of the properties of certain herbs, and there might be some hope for you, three witches you shall meet
Growing wild all across this land, the first will love you Sword, three witches you shall meet
The first at twilight, the first at twilight
The first at twilight, from the glowing orb in his hand
And there might be some hope for you, along the road to your fate
Draw back your arrow and let it fly, and it sang to him without a word, a strange voice within his mind
Draw back your arrow and let it fly, spoke of the properties of certain herbs
and the third will show you the way
three witches you shall meet
three witches you shall meet
May your aim be straight and true, and the third at the coming of day The, three witches you shall meet
A strange voice within his mind, from the glowing orb in his hand Tres, three witches you shall meet
Spoke of the properties of certain herbs, may your aim be straight and true
Three witches you shall meet, from the glowing orb in his hand, three witches you shall meet
a strange voice within his mind
inhaling deeply of the sacred smoke