The witches brew a pot of hate

with lizard, but and man

with a smile they laugh their spells

astir with wretched hand

calling demons baphomet

and mephistopheles

the tattered firyres cackle

as their mortal victims bleed



don't burn the witch

the ways of hell aren't wrong

don't burn the witch

let them brew their song



the witches of the blackened arts

are cunning, cruel and mean

persecuted by religion

God the man unseen

beastial malevolence

is chartered in their bones

leave the unreal house of God

and burn in hell at home



eye of lizard

wing of bat

testicle of man

tongue of eagle

brain of rat

Jesus Christ's left hand



the witches make the voodoo doll

a toy taboo in heaven

they dance around the pentagram

in search of rape by satan

leave the heart and blood of men

in cauldrons laced in sin

add the arsenic, hemlock, pus

triumph takes the wings