The castle of Karstein remains There is no escape Frieda and Maria Gellhorn Will fall in his web You, feel the fear The Count is here In his castle, with full moon His shadow you can see You, feel the fear The Count is here The virgin, the altar, A knife The ritual begins Gustav, the witch hunter The uncle of the girls He goes every night to purge The unholy places You, feel the fear Gustav is here Catch the sinner And burn his blasphemy You, feel the fear Gustav is here Prepare the bonfire And burn this fucking witch