Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Black Sabbath, artist - Coven. Date of issue: 28.05.2015
Song language: English
Black Sabbath |
| They journeyed far to Brocken Mountain pinnacle |
| A gathering of dread, an awesome spectacle |
| Each in his hand, a candle of black |
| Their faces grave, a deathlike mask |
| The prince assumed the person of the goat |
| Reigning upon his throne distant and far remote |
| The cauldrons boiled as the fires burned |
| The deep’ning shadows, two figures turned |
| Bubbling pots of ungents and potions |
| Flames revealing the obscene motions |
| Old hags murmur in evil ranting! |
| Voices grow louder and join in the chanting |
| Infants' flesh they did offer |
| For the prince to devour |
| Covens join, all combine |
| Powers strong, thoughts align |
| If witchcraft all the fools condemn |
| It turns around and crushes them |
| When good has been twisted |
| When good has been killed |
| Then love is resisted and blood will be spilled |
| Accursed ye’ll be! |
| From toes to eyes! |
| Accursed ye’ll be! |
| Until ye dies! |