Council Of Ten Lyrics - Singles - Reverend Bizarre

Through the darkness witches fly 

although I think I see no broom 

Spreading plaque across the sky 

their mist is drawing down the moon 

Council gathers in the hall 

to pray before their first trial. 

Can you hear the church bell toll? 

Or will you cover your ears? 

Staring with their empty eyes 

from the circle witches rise. 

Now they learn to live in fear 

Flesh will burn 

and evil spells are broken again. 

Everywhere I look it's the same old story 

Devil has his cunning ways to lure you 

Always choose the right hand turn and honour 

Nail the sinners down with your boot on their face 

Right! 

Our time will come at the end of the days 

We hold the iron cross above the Goat of Mendes 

Vision must be served in the old-fashioned way 

Brotherhood in red, won't you ride with me?