By the light of the moon

Comsumptive creatures awake

Crawl through the dark

Beware of parents awake

A pilgrimage of pimpled hordes

To worship satan in the woods



Poor evil -

Tormented by a hydrocephalus

And paranoid haemorrhoids



Poor evil -

Worshipped by pale pimpled hordes

With bloody plastic swords



Icy winds blow through the forest

Satan`s parish trembles with frost

Purulent pimples in black and white

Beaming through the gloomy night

A fire within the mystic circle

Straight from hell



A stench of diabolic transpiration

Disturbed by puberty

In dark winter nights

They molest you

Pre-school education

Has to be done



Salvation army of evil force

Celebrate Lucifer`s rise

Rotten beavers from the wood-path

The sacrifice

A penknife cuts through the flesh

Entrails and blood

Stinking clouds in the air

Satan vomit into the woods



Unholy error

Lucifer is a poor devil

Rheumatism is the price

For the nights within frost, snow and ice