Beneath a grim silence of the night and the flames of a fire
Skyclad rituals of divination for a perverse blasphemy
The witches coveted under the cloak of a blood soaked moon

Collecting themselves woefully around the stone coffins

Destined from birth to pit

Set on the wretched path
Cavorting with the devil
Chanting your epitaph


Recipients of the mark
All concubines of hell

Await the trials, you will
In deepest dungeons dwell


In league and now possessed
You're tied from neck to feet
Still refusing to confess

You suffer as you bleed

Cast out the voice of demon

Your spoken tongue be silenced

Infernal powers, blood from a flask

Dark communion, sin is unmasked
Signed your name in red book of death
Your dark faith now put to the test


Burning, contorting, twisting, suffering, suffocate, smolder, die!
Above the box of cats you'll burn in the wake of Hell!

Conjurer, enchanter, magician, occultist, sorceress, pythoness, die!
Buried, forgotten, cursed, in a nameless unmarked grave!


Wicked plans
Wicked deeds
Now you beg upon your knees

Final curtain
Last mistake
Watch you burn upon the stake

Witch hunt Witch hunt

Nevermore

Evoking spell
Brought by cart to Gallows hill
Hangman's noose

Ends your days
Forgot beneath the rocks you lay
Witch hunt

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Witch hunt
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