The scent of nightshade flowing on the wind The kiss of henbane burning through their skin The mandragora shrieking oÂŽer the din The ceremonies of old now begin
Night of the damned Under dark leaves Oh, how they writhe In ecstasy
The Sabbath wine flows freely tonight The gathered faithful writhe within their flight Shapes shift within lunar light Howl in despair and delight
Rushing Roaring, roaring Roaring in the forest further out
Night of the damned Under dark leaves Oh, how they writhe In ecstasy