The Warlock by Elder Druid Lyrics

Segregated village, shipwrecked bay
Locals fear the evil games he plays
Unbeknownst to them, he's in control
They're all in the act and they all play a role

Wicked magic- for demented ends
Mortal life as currency, the warlock spends
Oblivious to Him with his cloaked facade
Just a haggard man in a mountain, who's gone mad

The Warlocks cackle echoes through the valley
Black sheep who follow, at the foothills they rally

Marionettes, in his grand design
To march the villagers deep into the mine
In the depths of the dark, brainwashed, soldiers
Black candle ashes and pentacle smoulders

Wicked magic- for demented ends
Mortal life as currency, the warlock spends
Oblivious to Him with his cloaked facade
Just a haggard man in a mountain, who's gone mad
He lifts back his hood and from below his guise
He looks at each of them, right in the eyes
The cloak, drops to the floor--and through the dust- he's vanished
Death is coming to those, who had him banished

The warlock cackles.-alongside his legion
He's enslaved this village, Now to doom the whole region
No escape from demise, When the sky rips and crackles
Louder than thunder, the Warlock cackles