In a circle of fire
On a cold winter night
I spoke out my desire
Made a promise
I couldnīt hide, no!
In a dream
He came along and told me
"Your time has come
your mind belongs to me"
Itīs the time of the oath
The time of the oath
My sweetest memories
die in the cold
Itīs the time of the oath
See me couvered
with sadness
And Iīll soon wish to die
When the overcoming madness
Is eating up my mind
Here and now
I look back at a good time
No more lie
I slowly say god- bye
Itīs the time of the oath
The time of the oath
My sweetest memories
die in the cold
Itīs the time of the oath
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