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Enter the Witch House
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Enter the Witch House
Midnight arrives, the coven awakens
and hunger takes on an unholy second form
the cries of the children from under the floorboards
they wonder who's the next one to die
Abducted by the devil's bordello
lured by the decadent promises of bliss
brought to the house they saw in their dreams
bathed in the shadows of the woods
Light up the oven, a feast for the coven, their parents search high and low
The first ones to cry are the first ones to die, the rest are locked up in the basement below
The ones who survive are then roasted alive, until the meat falls off the bone
The gristle and fat will be fed to the rats, and the organs are fed to the crows
Brides of Satan, harlots of the damned
Starving for your children's flesh
Brides of Satan! Black magic from hell
Pray to God that yours aren't next
Enter the Witch House! (x2)
They worship the goat. They dance on the cross.
Dead children laid out in a gruesome pentagram
Perverted scripture and blasphemous prayers
ringing forth into the sulpherous night.
Back in the town a mother cries out in grief
As a father falls down to his knees in despair
Why were they caught up in their worthless disputes
now their children rotate on a spit
Mocking the prayers of feeble voices
Innocent blood for cloven hooves
Wool of bat and tongue of dog
Satanic orgies all night long
Adder's fork and blind worm's sting
Unholy voices blaspheming
With the pricking of my thumbs
Now something wicked this way comes
Tonight
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Embodiment of Denied Salvation
Through relics and mortal vessels, his flesh reborn with a craving for blood
Demons rise up from the dust to serve their master of the night.
A twisted fortress impales the blackened Carpathian sky
Corrupting the forest of silence with the evil in his eyes
An opposing, mortal bloodline
with intrepid lineage
Wielding weapons of the holy
he shudders at the name
Embodiment of denied salvation
Commander of demons and bringer of strife
Fears not the dagger or holy water immolation
Another body slides down a wooden pike
Power consistently thwarted by the clan of the cross and the vampire's bane
building a demonic line of defense from the soldiers of the light
The battle lives as people speak his name while the centuries wax and the centuries wane
Man's innocence is lamented through this symphony of the night
The towers swell with ghosts
who rise from ancient vaults
The beasts of the forest are under the spell
eyes glowing red with the fires of hell
Howling a chorus of thorns by the light of the moon
The Embodiment of denied salvation
Emblazoned with the glory and splendors of strife
unholy garden of foolish impaled warriors
another one slides down a wooden pike
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The Day of the Beast Virginia Beach, Virginia
Steve Harris- Vocals
Bobby Phippins- Guitars
Steve Redmond-Guitars
Justin Shaw-Bass
Jeremy Bradley-Drums
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