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Virgin blood

On the black stone of altar

Is laying a death wolf body,

In the midnight it will wake up

With magic ceremony.

The blood of the beautiful virgin

Will pour out from the warlock's boul,

And it's life wit the invocation

Will come in ratting corpse.

R.: Living in the earth on day

And riseing by the virgin blood,

The beast obeyed by warlock

And went for the warlock to the hunt.

The knife in the warlock's hand

Was drive in her panting heart.

And in the deadly cramp she

Was push her slayer's cup.

And her bloodfrom the cupful

Was pour out in the beast,

Unlinked with a magic power,

It's waked free...

R. :Living in the earth on day

And riseing by the virgin blood,

The beast obeyed by warlock

And went for the warlock to the hunt.

Living in the earth on day

And riseing by the virgin blood,

The beast obeyed by it

Was eat a slayer heart.