I am Matthew Hopkins, Witchfinder
She rides to the sabbath
Veiled under silver light
To make love to the devil
A vamipe child of night
Within the mystic forest
She sets your world alight
Her coven conjure the demons
Herald the sacrifice, yeah
Lucifera Vampirella
Ooh, you wear the mark of the devil
Queen of the witches
Her kingdom is your hell
Black masses in the convent
Priests under her spell
The crops have withered
The sky bends upside down
Her name is Lucifera
The mutant preachers yell, yeah
Lucifera Vampirella
Ooh, you wear the mark of the devil
My business is God's business, witchfinding
Confess
Take them to the tree
Confess
She is a witch
I am Matthew Hopkins, Witchfinder
You confess?
You confess?
Take them to the tree
My nake is Hopkins, I'm the Wichfinder General
My impotence deceives me, your beauty turns me pale
Winds haunt the village, Satan's ghost awakes
The world falls into darkness as she melts at the stake, yeah
Matthew Hopkins, Witchfinder General
Your soul condemned to Hell
She's written to the sabbath
She's made love to the Devil
She is a witch
I am Matthew Hopkins, Witchfinder
