Sabbath

We raise our cups
we drink your blood
and swallow with delight
In the evening
almost twilight
waiting for the night

The wolves are howling
moon is full
it’s magic in the air
At night
we’re beasts with red lips
practising unholy witchcraft


Attacked in sleep
we are the beasts
that haunt you in your dreams
You think you are awake
but it’s not
always what it seems

The scalpels rip
we lick your wounds
won’t loose a single drop
You scream in pain
you pray to God
you want this torture stopped


We raise our cups
we drink your blood
and swallow with delight
You’re drenched with fear
You’re bound to die
your body’s drained on blood

Your soul is weak
There’s no escape
from your eternal rest
Cause tonight
we’re beasts with red lips
practising unholy witchcraft