Blood Ceremony - Into The Coven скачать mp3

The season of the witch is autumn long Weird silence falls upon the throng They smoke black drugs with Saturn's bong And blast our minds with evil song I see witches in the sky Flying toward a Quaalude eye Visions of light from the demon sun Goat-headed serfs drink to this dawn A strange vintage brewed in casks oblong In a perfumed black mass with reptile gongs