The witches brew a pot of hate  with lizard, but and man  with a smile they laugh their spells  astir with wretched hand  calling demons baphomet  and mephistopheles  the tattered firyres cackle  as their mortal victims bleed    don't burn the witch  the ways of hell aren't wrong  don't burn the witch  let them brew their song    the witches of the blackened arts  are cunning, cruel and mean  persecuted by religion  God the man unseen  beastial malevolence  is chartered in their bones  leave the unreal house of God  and burn in hell at home    eye of lizard  wing of bat  testicle of man  tongue of eagle  brain of rat  Jesus Christ's left hand    the witches make the voodoo doll  a toy taboo in heaven  they dance around the pentagram  in search of rape by satan  leave the heart and blood of men  in cauldrons laced in sin  add the arsenic, hemlock, pus  triumph takes the wings