Hopkins (Witchfinder General)

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



Credits
Writer(s): Garry Jennings, Lee Dorrian
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