Crucified by priests, Thirteen witches, Witch's bodies were burn off... to merciless death, Struggling death, so suffering, Burned out with this house on the green hill: Crucified by priests, Thirteen witches, Witch's faces were burn off... to merciless death, People remaked its house on this desolate ground, But this cursed house was partially destroyed by fire again:
My house, my hole, a den of profanities, Witch's curse of thirteen, It's more hatefull than hell, It's a deeper than hate
One witch survived, But burned her face was hellish, To hide hideous face, She taked the death mask, From beautiful woman, Digging some graves, cutting the necks of flesh corpse:
People had called "The Church"... called "Witchurch"...
Setting thirteen candles on the circle of the spell, Receiving a spirit of witch, Graceful mask of witch, My evil soul crosses the unblessed nature, I love her on the bed of blazing pentagram: My evil soul can touch only, pet witch spirit, She looks for my sweet evil, I get myself into delight, Oh for the greatest my art, Lights of thirteen candles dance in the pleasure for hate:
Drink up voice of love, Harmonies of lustful love, Give me the melodies of illusion with your orgasms...
Unbelievable blood dwells, Into my deathmask, Chorus of ruin, In the bewitching hour...
More beautiful, under the spell, More hateful, in the bewitching spell, More sorrowful, with the possessed lust, More burnyful, in the frozen death...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
