
Date of issue: 28.05.2015
Song language: English
Coven in Charing Cross |
Thirteen cultists |
Held a secret meeting, |
Bringing powers of the darkness |
Upon those who opposed them. |
The cheif of the circle, |
Known as Malchius |
drank the blood of a young baby |
Offered unto him. |
They danced ecstatically, |
The orgied frantically. |
The demon had arisen |
From the circle on the floor. |
The chanting was much louder |
And more piercing than before. |
They are seven. |
They are seven. |
Seven are they. |
Out of the abyss they rise, |
When day sinks into darkness. |
Seven are they. |
Coven in charing cross… |
Coven in charing cross… |
Soon, a certain family |
Living in the village, |
Would die one by one by The curse of the cult. |
The head of the family, |
A witchhunter named Mead, |
had burned their leadser at the stake; |
Soon he’d regret his deed. |
Pain from Devil’s we evoke! |
Thirst and suffer til he’d choked. |
The magic did take over |
And the soul did feel the roar. |
Incantations were much louder |
And more piercing than before. |
Born in the bowels of the hills |
Evil ones, sources of ills. |
Setters of unseen snares, |
Death to all pity, all prayers. |
Male they are not. |
Female they are not. |
No wives have they known. |
No children begot. |
The fiends they are seven, |
Disturbers of heaven. |
They are seven. |
They are seven. |
Seven they are. |
Coven in charing cross… |
Coven in charing cross… |