Mysteries of ages told
Stories now will unfold
Tales of mystic days of old are hidden in these walls
Hear the witches play their tunes
Sing their songs to the moon
As they play the night will move, in the hall of the mountain king
Wild child so innocent
You took that away

Thoughts of wonder and surprise hide themselves in your eyes
As the smoke begins to rise inside the mountain halls
Ancient tales of witches' lore
Answers lie through that door
All you'd ever want and more, is calling for you now

Through darkened corridors
Try but you cannot break free
You took her innocence
Now you will answer to me

I am the mountain king
Are you not afraid?
I am the mountain king
Listen to the bells

In a midnight fantasy
More than any eye can see
Hear them laughing crazily, It's out of your control
Mysteries of ages told, stories now will unfold
Tales of mystic days of old are hidden in these walls

Through darkened passages
Run but you cannot escape
You took her innocence
And for this crime you must pay, ha-ha!

I am the mountain king
Are you not afraid?

I am the king!

We're lost to the world

Never seen the sun
Never seen the moon
Give in to me, give in to me
I want your dignity!

We're lost to the world, lost to the world
Take you down

Copyright: Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): Candice Night, Ritchie Blackmore