Season Of The Witch

When in rainy nights

The wind makes branches creak

And the silvery moon

Paints shadows in the streets

The gates of hell are opening for you

The messengers of doom are waiting too

In the season of the witch

You die in the last ditch

The servants of the end will roam the earth tonight

In the season of the witch

You die in the last ditch

The ladies of the dark give you a poisoned bite

When a clammy fog

Comes crawling from the sea

I can happen to you

That you will loose your way

You have gone a little step to far

And tomorrow no one knows where you are