Speeding through the woods, a woman dressed in white She is the chosen one to sacrifice her life To be the high-priestess of the new Satanic Order She cannot deny the beckoning witches call!
The moon casts a pale grey light On the cemetery stones Five points of the pentagram join within the circle Erupting in flames As the forces of the dark devour her soul
Screams ring out through the night Death's hand her final sight Master of the blackest light Summoner of storms, conjurer of wind and rain Darkener of the sun Fall and obey And beware the curse of the Bewitcher The Bewitcher Oh! The Bewitcher!
A spell is cast, the wolf cries out The hellgate opens wide Master of the coven Wearing the head of the goat Commander of the Sabbat, they dance so feverishly Naked ritual in the shadow Of the throne of BaphometTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
