The power, the truth, the secrets we hold Darkened oaths never been told Esoteric majesty A barbarous tragedy
Well, the spells we weave, they boil in our veins The doom's we breath, writhe in our brains Coiled in woe, our poisoned tongue With arcane fire, thy doom will be done
From this coven, never be free The blood that bind thy demons to me And if this pact be broken or lost Your soul, will be the cost
We send them doom today We send them on their way With an agony so wroth Do not cross the Lamp of Thoth
Well, dream to die, and die to dream Laugh in joy as the virgin screams Lay her down, on the altar made Feed her soul to the one obeyed
We shall raise the powers here Teach our enemies to fear The strength of life you cannot see I am a cauldron of true witcheryTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
