Reverend Bizarre - Council Of Ten (Album Ver.)

Through the darkness witches fly
The three mothers are coming soon
Spreading plague from the sky
Their mist is drawing down the moon

The council gathers in the hall
To pray before their first trial
Can you hear the church bell toll
Or will you cover your ears

Staring with their empty eyes
From the circle witches rise
Now they learn to live in fear
Flesh will burn, and evil spells are broken again

Everywhere I look it's the same old story
The devil has his cunning ways to lure you
Always choose the right-hand turn and honour
Nail the sinners down with your boot on their face

Right

Our time will come at the end of days
We hold the iron cross above the Goat of Mendes
Vision must be served in the old-fashioned way
Brotherhood in red, won't you ride with me

Ride