Vile Old Creatures, Predators & Leeches, Feeding Off Youth & Destroying Innocence,
Blind To The Goddess, To Her Purity & Her Imminence.

She Will Cut Down These Rotted Old Weeds,
She Will DeadHead The Fruit Of Misdeeds,
Walk Them To Tartarus Then Take Her Leave.

O Protector Of Children & Mother Of Magick,
Maiden Of Life & A Bard Of The Tragic,
Crone Our True Warrior Give Us Our Knowledge,
So We May Rise Up & Prove What's Alleged.

Give Us Our Truth & Expose The Ruse,
We Have The Proof So Don't Blow
Your Fuse,
Hell Is Your Home & You Should Return,
Inferno & Fire I Hope That You Burn.