Burn The witch - Troll

A thousand horns in black shining leather

A growing shadow to eclipse the sun

Beyond conventional coil

Loyal soldiers of the fallen one

From the edge of the abyss on wings of fire

Behold a new satanic re-birth

When there’s no more room in hell

The dead will walk the earth

Prepare for the end of the world

Prepare for lost and carnal desire

There is beauty in darkness

There is pleasure in pain

Just burn the witch!

A clenched fist in the face of god

A conscious negative force

Bring me the willing and the not so eager

A sacrifice to open the doors

Burn!

Burn!

Burn!

Burn!

Burn you fucking witch!

Cast into the flames of hell, die you goddamn bitch!

Prepare for the end of the world

Prepare for lost and carnal desire

There is beauty in darkness

There is pleasure in pain

Just burn the witch!

Open the gates to the world below

And release the hordes of hell

A dark spark to unite the swarming

A black beacon for a new clear morning

Burn!

Burn!

Burn!

Burn!

Burn the witch!

Burn you goddamn bitch!