Skulls and Candles

How many times you kissed the skull of the goat As ceremony started The mallet falls but rises again and again Blood is dripping to the chalice How many times you danced in waning moonlight As souls were leaving bodies The dagger falls but rises again and again Turns kindness into malice Skulls and candles Skulls and candles Skulls and candles Skulls and candles the black mass has begun