O' Prince of Hell, I bow to thee before thine blackened throne
Your servants dwell in blasphemy wherever they may roam
I vow to live in lechery, and may you walk behind
Temptation plants its wicked seed within thine willing mind

May the hangman take their souls
From church to flaming hollow
May the hangman drag their souls down

Warlocks - one with the fire
Withered hags - sink your claws into me
Warlocks - in kirkyards conspire with death

Tales of your iniquity, they travel through the night
While Eden's sweet serenity is raped with much delight
Upon the tempest's rugged wings, you ride o'er battered graves
A reign of torment may you bring until the end o' days

Turn down the crucifix
For the rabid scythe-wielding triple-six
Turn down your crucifix now

Warlocks - one with the fire
Withered hags - sink your claws into me
Warlocks - in kirkyards conspire with death

Let kelpies wander the fjords
And lanterns float in the mires
The Queen of Winter, with hair white as snow
Brings the fog where they hide

Bewitched lands where the old gods still lurk
Wild-hanging woods, the revered Devil's church
Treacherous mountains will take you
And send you below

Wraiths in the gloaming, they roam while you sleep
The wind cuts through bones where grieving mothers weep

Fare-you-well, straight to hell
Into the abyss you drift

Warlocks - one with the fire
Withered hags - sink your claws into me
Warlocks - in kirkyards conspire with death

Warlocks - bound to His power
Withered hags - cursing the Trinity
Warlocks - the witching hour is here
Now onwards we go