"Stay away white magician, young lovers
and mourning wife
You're not welcome on our land
So I speak for the dead"

Magic circles drawn after midnight
Around graves to be opened
He'll use the wand to raise a body
He'll ask the questions and he'll burn the remains
It's desecration of souls in their holy lair

Copulation in the night
Two shadows upon a rave
Screams of pleasure and screams of pain
Young lovers, you must be insane
It's desecration of souls in their holy lair
So I say again:
Stay away, it's desecration of souls

Dying flowers upon the grave
Of a husband who's lost his maid
She's there on duty, and the tears she cries
They don't belong where the flowers lie
It's desecration of souls in their holy lair
So I say again:
Stay away, it's desecration of souls