When in rainy nights The wind makes branches creak And the silvery moon Paints shadows in the streets The gates of hell are opening for you The messengers of doom are waiting too
In the season of the witch You die in the last ditch The servants of the end will roam the earth tonight In the season of the witch You die in the last ditch The ladies of the dark give you a poisoned bite
When a clammy fog Comes crawling from the sea I can happen to you That you will loose your way You have gone a little step to far And tomorrow no one knows where you are
