Lyrics
Stay away, white magician, young lovers and mourning wife
You’re not welcome on our land, so I speak for the dead
Magic circles drawn after midnight around graves to be opened
He’ll use the wand to raise a body, he’ll ask the questions, and he’ll burn the remains
It’s desecration of souls in their holy lair
Copulation in the night, two shadows upon a grave
Screams of pleasure and screams of pain, young lovers, you must be insane
It’s desecration of souls in their holy lair
So I say again, stay away; it’s desecration of souls
Dying flowers upon the grave of a husband who’s lost his maid
She’s there on duty and the tears she cries, they don’t belong where the flowers lie
It’s desecration of souls in their holy lair
So I say again, stay away; it’s desecration of souls