Revenge of the Witch

We are gathered here today Thirteen witches rise from clay Thirteen trips around the sun The necromancy has begun Unnatural stench of brewing potions burns the nose Poison gas, acrid smoke, burning cloves Born of mud, the coven chance to raise the dead Magic spell, poison mind inside my head Spawn of the witch You’ll be Satan’s Bitch Infantry undead Mankind misled Legions arising, the hellhound supervising Iron pots filled with boiling oil Reanimated roadkill Two hundred undead Immortal breast-fed Descendant of witch Homo sapiens submit The festering womb The gangrenous child Pledged to the broom Mankind defiled Enchanted carcus The marching hordes of darkness Forced from their graves Under vile spells Rancid beef, conscripted corpses Two hundred undead Immortal breast-fed Descendant of witch Homo sapiens submit Magic enchant the dead Bring new life Engines that birth inbred Hells midwife Witches ovulate Production Machines ejaculate Transduction The lord of gore controls The factory Fields of nasty spores The hatchery Harvest the fallen incubator Built from waist The terminator