Witches Sabbath

In Solitude

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!