Preacher

Friday night the 13th

At the ruins of a crow

Dark figures come together

For an awful vow

They have sworn to Satan

To celebrate a black mass

Damned rites are prepared

Black angels they bless

Demon and devil, the preacher's parole

Snakeblood and poison

The cauldron is boiling

To condemn the holy cross

Black rites are soiling

Witches are dancing

Around the altar

Praying to their master

To celebrate the holy war

Demon and devil, the preacher's parole

Since million years religion

Keeps knowledge of the dark

The church discloses

Sacred rules to mark

They are full with ignorance

If they don't realize

There's more than they can see

Of religious seize

Demon and devil, the preacher's parole