The Mark Is On You Now

The Furnace Sealed Inside Your Head

Melting From The Inside Now

Waxy Tears Run Down Your Face



The Whore That Never Told Her Tale

Relives It Every Night With You

Far Off Stands The Lamb And Waits

For The Wolf To Come And End Its Life



Stand Inside The Temple

As The Book Of Thel Is Opening

The Priestess Stands Before You

Offering Her Hand Out, She's Rising



Come The Dawning Of The Dead

In Famine And In War

Now The Harlot Womb Of Death

Spits Out Its Rotten Core



Serpent On The Altar Now

Has Wrapped Itself Around Your Spine

So You Look Into Its Mouth

And You Kiss The Pearly Fangs Divine



Happy That Your End Is Swift

The Weeping Virgin Cries In Bliss

The Snake And Priestess, They Are One

The Veil Of Flesh Is Ripped Undone



Stand Inside The Temple

As The Book Of Thel Is Opening

The Priestess Stands Before You

Offering Her Hand Out, She's Rising



Come The Dawning Of The Dead

In Famine And In War

Now The Harlot Womb Of Death

Spits Out Its Rotten Core



By The Pricking Of My Thumbs

Something Wicked This Way Comes

And When Sleep Takes You Tonight

Will You Wake To See The Light...?



The Burning Sweat Of Poison Tears

The River Flowing Red With Blood

The Cradle-robbing Hand Of Death

Caresses Every Dreaming Head



Waiting For The Marriage Hearse

To Take You To The Funeral Pyre

So You Burn The Family Tree

The Generations Burning Higher



Stand Inside The Temple

As The Book Of Thel Is Opening

The Priestess Stands Before You

Offering Her Hand Out, She's Rising



Come The Dawning Of The Dead

In Famine And In War

Now The Harlot Womb Of Death

Spits Out Its Rotten Core



By The Pricking Of My Thumbs

Something Wicked This Way Comes

And When Sleep Takes You Tonight

Will You Wake To See The Light



By The Dawning O