
Heathen Woman
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Lyrics
Warrior, sorceress, solitary witch
Armored in fur, bones and leather
Dark priestess with cinders on your tongue
Brought to power when you were so very young
Into initation, a child of damnation
Morning sun shines into the canyon
Blade of the athame reflects the light
Talisman upon the breasts, an invocation
And a cocktail of wormwood, oil and wine
And so begins the rite...
(2nd) Heathen women come cast your spell on me
Obsessed by you, possessed by you
Trapped in your pentagram, your wish is my command
Oh baby, we're gonna burn!
Heathen women come lay your hands on me
You are the object of death and doom
Black robes and candlelight
Invoking lunar rites, standing at the end of the world
Bathed in blood, pagan queen
The glow of burning churches in your eyes
Messenger of Lucifer, envoy of the devil
I am in your icy grip now
For mighty is your kingdom, and mighty is your hand
Empress, mystic mistress risen from the depths
Demons calling your name
No confession, inquisition can't take you down
No master's, no gods, your reign supreme and eternal
Armored in fur, bones and leather
Dark priestess with cinders on your tongue
Brought to power when you were so very young
Into initation, a child of damnation
Morning sun shines into the canyon
Blade of the athame reflects the light
Talisman upon the breasts, an invocation
And a cocktail of wormwood, oil and wine
And so begins the rite...
(2nd) Heathen women come cast your spell on me
Obsessed by you, possessed by you
Trapped in your pentagram, your wish is my command
Oh baby, we're gonna burn!
Heathen women come lay your hands on me
You are the object of death and doom
Black robes and candlelight
Invoking lunar rites, standing at the end of the world
Bathed in blood, pagan queen
The glow of burning churches in your eyes
Messenger of Lucifer, envoy of the devil
I am in your icy grip now
For mighty is your kingdom, and mighty is your hand
Empress, mystic mistress risen from the depths
Demons calling your name
No confession, inquisition can't take you down
No master's, no gods, your reign supreme and eternal
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