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