There's a dark way in the ancient wood

Where the ghosts and the dead walk

She has enchamed eyes, she has the power of hell

Witch... unholy witch... withch... unholy witch...

 

There's a smell of death... Luciferia

A symphony of hell... Luciferia

 

She was a beautiful girl... but the pain for the death of her son was great

The heart becomes stone... frozen... there's no place for the joy

Eyes... unholy eyes... eyes... unholy eyes

 

She sleep in her coffin in the ancient cemetery... wait for the ceremony of death... wait...

The unholy words of the red book of Macabria