Besedila:
Witchery Symphony For The Devil

vows to be honoured There are fates to be sealed Religious absence and internal voids No wonder you're called for by death Lost and abandoned easy prey for

I have to die for my sins Final rest recieving salvation Lost and hollow trapped within lorn at last Come tomorrow there I lay a shadow past Guide

Standing next to a shallow grave Vacant for now but not during day The stench is foul like lived in by beast Who now left his hole amongst the deceased

carved in hand Godless creatures odium fortold Devoured by vermin a corpse without soul [Chorus] Risen from below Captor of your soul For beyond retrieve

Oh Witching hour! Un masse we fly the air unseen we fill the night We shoot into the gap to a place that soon won't be No saint no single soul will live

grave that few have seen None buried deeper! They bring out the casket No fancy thing just something to house it Many men share the heavy weight For