Songtext von Witche's Sabbath

The moon is full, the hour is near The witche's are coming With screamings filling the air In dark up stairs Skeletons bright, alchimists, Hermits and maniacs All are here, the celebration Is up to begin Witche's sabbath Witche's sabbath Witche's sabbath All the forest is bewitched With black magic around All the dead and the damned Get up from the ground The bats flew, blood spills Fire in the trees Axe prepared, a virgin tied Her head rolls at my feet The moon is full, the hour is near The witche's are coming With screamings filling the air In dark up stairs Skeletons bright, alchimists, Hermits and maniacs All are here, the celebration Is up to begin Witche's sabbath Witche's sabbath Witche's sabbath