The Witching Hour - Danzig

And the clock strikes one

A date with a gun

And the witching hour comes up on

All the waiting world

And the hand strikes six

On the River Styx

And the witching hour long past dead

Raise a solemn train

And the clock strikes eighteen

Well it’s nothing like you’ve ever seen

Cause the witching hour’s drawing near

All your darkest fears

And the clock strikes one

A date with a gun

Hear the witching hour comes up on

All the waiting ones

Morning star

Light my way

Blackest light

Keep me straight

Candle burn

Light the skies

Hear my name

None more high