the night is young another human screams we stand as one we move at night at dawn we sleep `cause morning brings the light from death to life we've turned
another night another call the coven meets again - meets again to give our praise to conjure hell we laugh as we cast a spell its a call of the coven
the soil is moist and the night is damp and cold the gate swing open as i trespass over bones trespass over bones! i find the grave where the slut
demons - like whirlwind through your soul no escape - through the flesh like a razor to the bone far from grace-hells hot embrace demonication angels
both man and beast infest the heavens with all profane forever held as the least by the circle of the lunar damn - all - who damned shall be you've all
a call of the dark and a jet-black sky and a meeting with death i follow the stars they lead me away to the burial ground i hear no sound this forsaken
lo and behold the captain's struck by fear all hands on deck a storm astern us nears the raging waters our ship is covered by sea will we survive the
one hour left to live one hour 'til i die i should be walking free yet still here i now lie receive the blessing of the blade the guillotine misjudged
galloping hard fear in my eyes whipping the creature down between my thighs thunderous sound rumbles close from behind closing the gap and me they shall
say that you love me you fool call me the devil its true if you sell me your soul i win if you live in the dark you sin onward with the wolf you run
the soil is moist and the night is damp and cold the gate swing open as i trespass over bones trespass over bones! i find the grave where the slut eternally
