C.

I’ll sit on a broom, I’ll saddle the pitchfork. To the nigt I’ll fly from a chimney

A bat will protect me by his wing on my jurney. All excited I speed to the finish

A.                                             B.

Devils are mounting …… Everybody is wayting for ………..

C.

I am looking forward to the moment.

Master Leonard himself will flourish with stone-cold fire in me.

And then in my blood the Infernal King will knead bewitching cakes.

A.

Angels had brought shaped by beating key. They are closing heavens door with fright.

If you want to be saved go out of the way. Who will stay with me had steped over the edge.

B.

Master is strong gorgeous as a damsel together we will appear  in paradise.

I desire to be loved  by him only. We will  not separate until daytime.

C.

I am splendidly tired after the night witches sabbath. I will let my body fly on the tomcats back.

To make love all night long is not a sin. My soul will accept punishment with humbleness.

CODA

Devils are mounting the wings of stars. Do not hesitate, do not wait, you can fly with them.

This evening there is a magical ball. Har Sabbath, har Sabbath, Aye Saraye.

Har Sabbath, har Sabbath, Aye Saraye

Aye Saraye, Aye Saraye.

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