The Coven - Svartahrid

Pale figures, dancing decadence

Ecstatic movement of pleasure

All gathered at the coven…

In the night of the moon, shapeless figures

Dancing the dance of death

More intensely now

Stopped on signal that only they can hear

A fire is lit, nine witches appear

All with fire in their eyes

Painted on body the marks of hell they bear

Sabbath, summon the Crimson king

Ancient rituals, unspoken wisdom

Hidden from those who cry

Sabbath — summon the Crimson king

Sabbath — Dance macabre…