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They journeyed far to Brocken Mountain pinnacle.
A gathering of dread, an awesome spectacle.
Each in his hand, a candle of black.
Their faces grave, a deathlike mask.
The prince assumed the person of the goat,
reigning upon his throne distant and far remote.
The cauldrons boiled as the fires burned.
The deep'ning shadows, two figures turned.

Thirteen cultists held a secret meeting,
bringing powers of the darkness upon those who opposed them.
The cheif of the circle, known as Malchius
drank the blood of a young baby offered unto him.
They danced ecstatically,
The orgied frantically.
The demon had arisen from the circle on the floor.
The chanting was much louder and more piercing than before.

For unlawful carnal knowledge!
You look into her magic eyes.
She can see through your disguse.
Then you know she's the one that had you hypnotized.
And everything she touches dies.
Everything she touches dies.
Everything she touches dies.
Everything she touches dies!

The farmer'd lost most all he had.
His crop had failed, his stock went bad.
He cursed his fate, wife and son.
Vowed to sell his soul for dollar one.
In disbelief he'd uttered such words.
He'd hoped and prayed that no one had heard.
With the smell of sulfur and a flash of light
Appeared a demon in the dead of night.

Choke!
Choke!
Choke!
Devil's we evoke!
Thirst!
Thirst!
Thirst!
Suffer til you burst!

Oh yeah!
Oh yeah!
She cuts a man's heart,
Making deep gashes.
She blazes like wildfire.
Love turns into ashes.
What she's doing insane!
Poor man's weeping and crying.

His portrait hanging, face betraying,
wicked gleamin eyes of Satan.
Cast us in their spell.
Cast us in their spell.
Raised out of Hell.
All the world waits with jaded sorrow that never sleeps.
Waiting for him to unlock his door to the sallow...
People...

Altar Bell (Rung nine times to invoke the spirit Satan.)
Coven (Chanting Invocation in ancient language to conjure Satan from the infernal abyss)
"Bagabi laca bachabe Lamac lamec bachalyas
Lamac cahi achababe Cabahagy sabalyos
Karrelyos Baryolos
Lagoz atha cabyolas
Samahac et famyolas
Harrahya"

Time, it rolls on and on
Time, the end for which I long
Life, it endlessly tortures me

Another life and end to my misery
In death I will find an everlasting peace
an end to all the pain and agony
Another life awaits me then I am free

They journeyed far to Brocken Mountain pinnacle.
A gathering of dread, an awesome spectacle.
Each in his hand, a candle of black.
Their faces grave, a deathlike mask.

The prince assumed the person of the goat,
Reigning upon his throne distant and far remote.
The cauldrons boiled as the fires burned.

Choke!
Choke!
Choke!
Devil's we evoke!
Thirst!
Thirst!
Thirst!
Suffer til you burst!

Thirteen cultists
Held a secret meeting,
Bringing powers of the darkness
Upon those who opposed them.
The cheif of the circle,
Known as Malchius
drank the blood of a young baby
Offered unto him.

In the book of Gideon I have read
That the hoarde of evil is not dead.
In this place where Satan is said to dwell,
he leads his legions through the depths of Hell.
Beelzebub, the prince, is second in line.
Astaroth, the duke, is drunk with wine.
Lucifer, the prime minister, handles affairs.
General Satanachia firmly stares.

Are you deaf? Can't you hear that bell?
It's the sound of Satan
And he's ringing the death bell
You're hanging on to your dying careers
But it's over now, it's been over for years

We're coming back like a malignant tumor
We had to come back, we've got a bad sense of humor

The White Witch of Rose Hall
The white witch of Rose Hall,
The devil she could call.
Mother Ruthford come one day, into Montego Bay.
The great house - an accountant man.
Annie Palmer had to have this man
The white witch of Rose Hall,
A beauty above all.