Witches Sabbath

Silent is the graveyard

So is the temple of god

Thirteen women gathered

In sisterhood of blood

Build now a circle, of fire!

And drink from your cups

Hail high the baphomet!

They discard their clothes

And naked they dance

With ancient spirits

In unearthly trance

Build now a circle, of fire!

And drink from your cups

It's the witches sabbath!

It's the witches sabbath!

It's the witches sabbath!

It's the witches sabbath!

The forces thrive

With fire in their eyes

Evoken firegods of ancient sinister might

Unseal the gateways!

To the womb of the night

It's the witches sabbath!

It's the witches sabbath!

It's the witches sabbath!

It's the witches sabbath!