Blood moon is rising
All castles far beneath
Thirteen witches are riding
Broomsticks, grating teeth.
Filthy Harlots, morbid Coven
A horned allmighty Queen
They buried love in deepest Oven
Reversed cross is sign of sin.
Poison cauldron
Flames of Hell
Circle holding
Scream and yell.
One for all
All for one
In single squall
Chant is done!
Muddy tongues spitting venom
Fury dance with skulls
New prophecy is evading
Bless immortal Ones.
Sabbath is hailing Lucifer
Blackmess for Lilith sake
Round n round till morning star
Never dream of what they make...
Oh that filthy Coven!
Filthy Morbid Coven
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