Priest Of Evil - Stormwitch

Now the last rays of the daylight

Slowly fade away

(the) night’s closing in

Outside of the village

There’s a meeting on the hill

They call 'the sin'

Torches blaze

The air is full of sulphur yellow haze

Holy beast

They’ve come to celebrate your bloody feast

Priest, priest of evil

Adores the number six six six

Priest, priest of evil

Spits on every crucifix

Take the black chalk, made of bone-meal

Draw the evil pentagram

Satan will rise

Mix the fresh blood of a he-goat

With the ashes of a witch

Black sacrifice

Lord of hell

Ride out on your stallion, chime the bell

Duke of hell

Touch their feverish bodies with your breath

Priest, priest of evil…

Oh, make them cry, make them bleed

Oh, give them all that they need

Oh, all is well that ends well

Priest of evil, priest of hell