Spectres of the Blood Moon Sabbath

Behold the phantom gathering
 An outpouring of sin
 Where the air is still, the cries are shrill, the dances widdershins
 Among carnal depravity, the sisterhood conspire
 As they cast the bloody crucifix into the fire
 Now
 Rise up from the netherworld
 On tridents impaled
 The cracking of the devil's scourge
 Servants of chaos
 Satan prevails
 Spectres of the Blood Moon Sabbath
 In Faustian sermons
 Spectres of the Blood Moon Sabbath
 Feeding the flame in rotten perversion
 They howl their morbid mantras as they haunt the misty glades
 While the sudden flood of virgin blood decorates their blades
 Carve out the eyes of purity, defile the divine
 Strip the soul of sanctity and give in to the fire
 Now
 Rise up from the netherworld
 On tridents impaled
 The cracking of the devil's scourge
 Servants of chaos
 Satan prevails
 Spectres of the Blood Moon Sabbath
 In Faustian sermons
 Spectres of the Blood Moon Sabbath
 Feeding the flame in rotten perversion
 They kill
 Becurse the holy sacrament
 Befoul the book of Christ
 The coven bark, the matriarch anoints the staff of flight
 Gaze into the otherside with spirits intertwined
 Into realms of obscurity and one with the fire
 Now
 Rise up from the netherworld
 On tridents impaled
 The cracking of the devil's scourge
 Servants of chaos
 Satan prevails
 Spectres of the Blood Moon Sabbath
 In Faustian sermons
 Spectres of the Blood Moon Sabbath
 Feeding the flame in rotten perversion