When the moon is full And the night is so bright+ The glade gets crowded On the top of a nearby hill Beams of fire - cast long shadows Harp and flute - make gloomy sounds Music plays - hypnotic dance goes on Subtle chants - made of many whispers Rege Satanas Gloria Satanas Gratins Satanas Vobisciu Satanas Long hair weaving on the wind Naked breasts so lasciuious Enchanting twilight in the mist Witches worship the devil at night For these nocturnal pleasures A stake awaits in the town square Licked by the tongues of flame They are uniting with the demons