The moon is cold and bright
It´s the only light
A dark procession´s marching through the night
In the dark they meet
Where the shadows creep and the ghosts of midnight haunt the walls of sleep
It´s the sacred night when the witches ride
Can´t you hear the chanting moaning in the air
It is time
Confess
Ye are all possessed
Women
Children
Allies
Come for he is there
Come for he is there
The master´s there
Now come for he is there
Satan´s there
Join the Sabbat
Sabbat of the possessed
Holy Sabbat
It is time to confess
The ritual has begun
They sing the holy song
Inverting all the rites the priests name holy
Cleanse the air by fire
Light the hellish pyre
Nothing sacred left untouched
Unburning
North
South
East and West
No
Thou shalt not rest
For the master has returned to judge thee
It is time
Confess
Yes
Thou art possessed
Come before him
Behold thy king
Of his glory sing
I am thy king
Rest beneath my wings
From the smoke arise
Ancient lord of flies
Kneel or bow before the shadow of the horns
In his eyes you see
Greatness
Misery
And thy heart it stops now as he points at thee
Will you stand the test
It is life or death
Have you failed or are you worth of being
It is time confess
No
Thou shalt not rest
All thy time you´ll spend to serve his biding
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