Night, Besodom

She brings her sleepless sex

From babylon

She sends her hallowed name

On wings of flame

Don't ever think she's powerless in ways of love

She only craves the things of sin and lust

Night

Besodom

She lets her blackness fall

Bewitched mane

She steals into all dreams

And clouds all gaze

Don't ever think she's powerless while drawing blood

She only cares for things of sin and lust

Night

Besodom

We bring thee hollow things

Come bring me love

Come witch initiate

Sway back and forth

Oh take no holiday

From drawing blood

We bring thee offering

Of open veins