Luciferia
There's a dark way in the ancient woodWhere the ghosts and the dead walkShe has enchanted eyes; she has the power of hellWitch... unholy witch... witch... unholy witch
There's a smell of death... LuciferiaA symphony of hell... Luciferia
She was a beautiful girl... but the pain for the death of her son was great...The heart becomes stone... frozen... there's no place for the joyEyes... unholy eyes... eyes... unholy eyes
She sleep in her coffin in the ancient cemetery... wait for the ceremony of death... wait...The unholy words of the red book of Macabria