Black Magic - Brimstone Coven

The knowledge we require

Black magic our desire

Within the witching hour

We summon ancient power

Heathens howling hymns of Hell

Consummate the black magician’s spell

Black magic spells are churning

Black cauldron fires burning

Chanting the incantations

Conjure abominations

You’ll become a sacrifice

When dark spirits come to take your life

The old ones now arise

Look deep within their eyes

The demon’s gaze astounds you

The black swirls in around you

Evil infiltrates your mind

Slave of Satan til the end of time

Til the end of time

Til the end of time