Moonlit Hex Fire

The cold wind bites on the mountain crest Shadows fall upon her

breast We stand beneath the silver glow To watch the ancient power

grow

(ha ha

ha)

Spells are cast, the blood runs cold A story that was never

told

Witches' tits in the freezing night!

Under the moon spell,

we ignite!

Frozen skin and a heart of stone

Ruling on this midnight throne!

The chalice spills with silver wine This dark design is yours and

mine A frosty touch of wicked grace No turning back from this

cold place

Spells are cast, the blood runs cold A story that was never

told

Witches' tits in the freezing night!

Under the moon spell,

we ignite!

Frozen skin and a heart of stone

Ruling on this midnight throne!

Witches' tits in the freezing night!

Under the moon spell,

we ignite!

Frozen skin and a heart of stone

Ruling on this midnight throne! (yeahhh)

Frozen under the moon...

Cold as steel...