Текст песни Trance

Midnight...
Six men sat together

Around hexagonal table

They connected their hands
Whispering incantation

After
Six minutes later

The magic circle
Became grower
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They connected their hands
Whispering incantation

Their eyes closed down
And fall into a nightmare
They started to tremble
They started connected
With the aliens of Darkness
They became possessed

Trance

Feeling - grew into horrible dream
Soon they massacred each other