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Enter the Witch House

Midnight arrives, the coven awakens

and hunger takes on an unholy second form

the cries of the children from under the floorboards

they wonder who's the next one to die

Abducted by the devil's bordello

lured by the decadent promises of bliss

brought to the house they saw in their dreams

bathed in the shadows of the woods

Light up the oven, a feast for the coven, their parents search high and low

The first ones to cry are the first ones to die, the rest are locked up in the basement below

The ones who survive are then roasted alive, until the meat falls off the bone

The gristle and fat will be fed to the rats, and the organs are fed to the crows

Brides of Satan, harlots of the damned

Starving for your children's flesh

Brides of Satan! Black magic from hell

Pray to God that yours aren't next

Enter the Witch House! (x2)

They worship the goat. They dance on the cross.

Dead children laid out in a gruesome pentagram

Perverted scripture and blasphemous prayers

ringing forth into the sulpherous night.

Back in the town a mother cries out in grief

As a father falls down to his knees in despair

Why were they caught up in their worthless disputes

now their children rotate on a spit

Mocking the prayers of feeble voices

Innocent blood for cloven hooves

Wool of bat and tongue of dog

Satanic orgies all night long

Adder's fork and blind worm's sting

Unholy voices blaspheming

With the pricking of my thumbs

Now something wicked this way comes

Tonight