The scent of hell is on her lips 
 The taste on your tongue you never forget 
 Lift up her robes 
 Snake covered thighs 
 Finger the darkness 
 The witch's cry 

 Inside of her the devil has lived 
 There is no choice to eat again 
 Come eat the witch 

 Growing drunk on devil's blood 
 The wine on her lips is the blood of the son 
 Once you've eaten 
 Cannot be forgiven 
 Down on your knees 
 She commands your attention 

 Inside of her the devil has lived 
 There is no choice to eat again 
 Come eat the witch