Through the darkness witches flynThe three mothers are coming soonnSpreading plague from the skynTheir mist is drawing down the moonnnThe council gathers in the hallnTo pray before their first trialnCan you hear the church bell toll?nOr will you cover your ears?nnStaring with their empty eyesnFrom the circle witches risenNow they learn to live in fearnFlesh will burnnAnd evil spells are broken againnnEverywhere I look it's the same old storynThe devil has his cunning ways to lure younAlways choose the right hand turn and honournNail the sinners down with your boot in their facennRight!nnOur time will come at the end of daysnWe hold the iron cross above the Goat of MendesnVision must be served in the old-fashioned waynBrotherhood in red, won't you ride with me? Ride!nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn