From the recording Omens
Lyrics
Anointing ourselves
We are carried by the night
Through the air to distant lands
To do our black magic rites
Witch-cult?
This cult
Gathered under the full moon
Witch-cult?
This cult
We’ll be coming to get you soon
We are not Satan’s brides
Though they think it to be
Our senses liberated
We wake well and merry
Witch-cult?
This cult
Gathered under the full moon
Witch-cult?
This cult
We’ll be coming to get you soon
Witch-cult?
This cult
Gathered under the full moon
Witch-cult?
This cult
We’ll be coming to get you soon