[00:22.02]At the very start
[00:23.04]There were whispers in the dark
[00:25.03]And for all the world to see
[00:27.59]There was witchcraft at its heart
[00:30.45]And on the autumn air
[00:32.32]The scent of bonfires everywhere
[00:35.00]And a fell wind stirred the leaves...
[00:38.66]The persecution song
[00:42.13]Telltale signs of possession
[00:45.50]Little Miss Demeanour in the demons bed
[00:50.95]Gasps she just could not suppress
[00:53.57]After lights-out midst the dead
[00:56.32]And a past on which sin cast its darts of wickedness
[01:02.54]Time was running faster for disaster
[01:07.57]Strange nights were burning
[01:09.33]In the furnace of her dreams
[01:12.75]A name was uttered, Lilith
[01:16.07]Mistress, Playmate, Master
[01:17.32]Such sights were stolen in the throes of !ecstasy
[01:27.61]And in the thick of all
[01:34.78]In the Black Goddess's thrall
[01:37.22]With the wood unseen for trees
[01:40.17]Victoria stood tall
[01:42.47]Promiscuous in step
[01:44.78]The Devil breathing down her neck
[01:46.90]As jealous apiece...zealots stitched
[01:50.85]The persecution song
[01:54.22]Telltale signs of possession
[01:57.29]Fickle Miss Demeanour hissed and disappeared
[02:03.61]To her Sisters of the cloth
[02:05.41]She now reeked of Astaroth
[02:07.85]Again the curse had surfaced
[02:10.16]Sneaking back the pagan YEARS
[02:15.32]Weaving webs of great revealing
[02:17.71]Hidden in the convent
[02:20.87]An evil libido abided, undone
[02:23.92]Breathing, deceiving
[02:25.07]Feasting on her deviant feelings
[02:28.56]She'd clung to her crucifix
[02:30.43]Once her torturers begun
[02:44.12]Her came screams quick
[02:45.29]The miserichord
[02:46.97]Den to vice and screw
[02:48.36]That had reddened many tongues
[02:50.51]Wrung symphonies
[02:51.94]Of suffering from her
[03:09.11]AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH !
[03:13.88]Many moons hardened pure hearts
[03:16.44]Those plagued by her black arts
[03:18.57]Their rooms secreting phantom orgies
[03:21.12]Vile rites and rifled graves
[03:24.05]Mere hours, now towered
[03:26.30]Above this bent and beaten flower
[03:29.11]Her naked body privy to
[03:32.11]The Abbess and her WAYS
[03:43.76]Victoria fought
[03:44.88]No guilt was wrought
[03:46.32]Just a torrid blasphemiesretort of
[03:48.07]Nails and crosses vomited forth
[03:49.86]From this pretty little whore now arched like Hell
[03:58.79]Arched like Hell
[04:11.96]At the very start
[04:16.25]There were whispers in the dark
[04:18.50]And for all the world to see
[04:21.00]There was witchcraft at its heart
[04:24.26]But then the end grew nigh
[04:26.65]A dirge inferno filled the sky
[04:28.65]In its customary key...
[04:31.99]The persecution song
[04:35.84]Telltale signs of obsession
[04:39.02]No wailing banshee would dishonour their name
[04:44.63]Nuns dragged her to the blasted oak
[04:48.78]Storm-clouds threatened holy smoke
[04:51.84]They hanged her there like Judas
[04:54.85]With the Hellcat in her REINED
[04:56.74]Time was running faster for disaster
[05:00.22]Exorcism, torture, gallows
[05:02.15]Now a shallow GRAVE
[05:05.10]A name was stuttered, Isaac
[05:07.97]Tongue-tied, simple, bastard
[05:10.10]They made the him pitdig
[05:10.72]Mindless of what it claimed !
[05:12.22]Mindless of what it claimed