There's a dark way in the ancient woodnWhere the ghosts and the dead walknShe has enchanted eyesnShe has the power of HellnnWitchnUnholy witchnWitchnUnholy witchnnThere's a smell of deathnLuciferianA symphony of HellnLuciferiannShe was a beautiful girlnBut the pain for the death of her son was greatnThe heart becomes stone (frozen)nThere's no place for the joynnEyes...nunholy eyes...neyes...nunholy eyesnnThere's a smell of deathnLuciferianA symphony of HellnLuciferiannShe sleeps in her coffinnIn the ancient cemeterynWait for the ceremony of death (wait)nThe unholy words of the red book of Macabria nnThere's a smell of deathnLuciferianA symphony of HellnLuciferian