Poison Tomb (The Curse of the Witch)

Lament the dearly departed, bleed for the gods
The shadow of damnation’s horns
Threatens the madness behind the veil

Lick the life from the wounds one by one
Light the flame, for the rite has begun
A theatre of phantoms where devilry shall be revealed

Speak O’ Goddess of demise
Of secrets untold
Vomit the soul
Oh, bless us tonight

Poison womb, blasphemous bitch
Raging doom, the curse of the witch
666 serpents rise from the cunt of the beast

Dreaming of worlds torn asunder
This night is damned, this night is fucked
The crooked left hand, held to the sky it ruptures the seal

Speak O’ Goddess of demise
Of secrets untold
Vomit the soul
Oh, bless us tonight

Draped In malevolent splendour, worship the dark
The black majesty matriarch
Behold, the glorious hellscape wakes

Nocturnal force cracks the great flaming whip
Convulsions are fueled by the weight of their sins
Fathomless nightmares and torturous visions prevail

Lost in the realms of demise
A dance with the dead
For this journey ends
With us tonight

Poison womb, blasphemous bitch
Raging doom, the curse of the witch
666 serpents rise

Poison womb, blasphemous bitch
Raging doom, the curse of the witch
666 serpents rise from the cunt of the beast