Now I see with my eyes of serpent the blazing moon
crossing the open sky when the moon became black
And in the skies the pale shine of the stars in the mountains
peak the fire shall be lit candles burn below, over the
serpent enchantment and then I see the magical blue mist
And the ceremony burns and the ambiemt call
Satan the honored lord of the night and in the dark
The witchcraft is the black light of evil and in red eyes of serpent
I see the march of the devil moon of serpent and the mist
crosses the sundown enthroning a new horizon
The fir burns at the mountain's peak and I still see with
my eyes of serpent the rise of a new crepuscule
