A man possessed I walk alone To find the coven 'Neath the sanguine moon Follow the wisps And strange gloomy lights For the cult of Lyseric is meeting tonight From the drums on skulls comes their chant of Doom I follow entranced to the ominous tune I see the smoke rings ascending high Lost in the woods, I'm fucking high! Hallucinate through the forest's threat And come upon this black witchcraft Pentagram unbroken The circle now complete They beckong me to join their ritual Hasheesh
Enchanted with spells By the crone's drone song I inhale the evil of the witchcraft bong
12 are here you'll be the 13th I sit at the fire Smell the cauldron's dank reek In to the boil a boney finger is dipped And unto my tongue the acid is dripped