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