The Witch's Curse

In the starkly lit forest, where the trees dip into the
Surrounding mists
Devonara and her sisters, hold aloft their swords
Call out to the four winds
Rejoicing in their lust, seducing many a man to their grave
Once obsession sets in, with unworldly beauty she’ll steal
Your last breath

You can’t stop them now
The prince of darkness holds this power – oh…oh…
You will be damned
By the witch’s curse

You call forth their names
Feel a thousand hands caress you into the flames
Ecstasy is their game
Orgasmic darkness to make you forget your name
Her sisters, violetta and melanie
Always hungry and without shame
Their beauty an irresistible force
The curse of the witch will run its course

You can’t stop them now
The prince of darkness holds this power – oh…oh…
You will be damned
By the witch’s curse

You stand around the pit, the chanting shall again commence
The three sisters disrobe and the unholy words begin
Calling forth the demons and taking them into their flesh
As he licks the blood from their breasts, they make love to
The prince of hell