Smell of incense intoxicates
With the fire in her eyes
With the vengeance of her life
And virgins gave their lives
When the night came plunging down
You know that death will rise
When the sorceress conjures
From the dark depths of hell
No other will forgive her
with the fire of her eyes
When the night keeps plunging down,
you know the day will arise
And for the dead, for us all again
When the sorcerer's conscious
From the dark pits of hell
When the sorcerer's conscious
From the darkness of hell
No man will forgive all too well
All them men who tell in their mind
That the moon is high in the sky
Built for honest, lived for all
and virgins gave their lives?
When the knife came plunging down,
you knew the dead would rise
And for the dead, forever again
When the sorceress conjures
from the dark pits of hell
When the sorceress conjures from
No man will forgive her, no man will let you tell