Inkubus Sukkubus - Craft Of The Wise Lyrics lyrics

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Across a thousand nations

And forty-thousand years

The teachers and the healers

We are the Craft of the Wise

The Old World and the New World

Remember the nature people

We who were persecuted

And we shall rise again

And we dance round, hand in hand

We are at one with the tides of the land

We are wild and we are free

We are wild and we are free

But the tide is ever changing

The Wheel ever spinning round

And in the heart of the dying Empire

Was born the Church of Rome

And they did rise, but they shall fall

And all their lies shall be seen as lies

And the world shall be free from the yoke of guilt

And they shall be no more

The forests of the world are dying

But they shall be reborn

For the wind of change is coming

A-riding on the storm

And from the desolation

Is born the seed of hope

For the tyrants fall, one and all

The Wheel is ever spinning round