Wrinkles and eye bags Dark circles, the Age attacks Being a ruthless heartless Witch I need you to find a bitch I don't care who she is I look for immaculacy For the ritual to be completed I need her heart on a tray plated On the twelfth chime I'll be naked and lay In thy primordial ooze Now your life has a purpose In this absence of light My grim beauty now shines Bloodbath Red Blood Cells Bloodbath Your youth I smell Bloodbath I soak in your life Bloodbath Thanks to my lice Bloodbath Cursed holy infusion of life Takes place in the middle of night While your senses obfuscate I revive, I rejuvenate Bring me the incense Make sure it's intense Black candles to be ignited Seven to be lighted She shall wear all white With her tears my name I'll write Make sure she stays quite For now begins the rite