Black Saint

In the mountains of the earth yeah
All wings in the air
All cause boughs burning
Sun was turning into darkness
There rose a lady with the blackest wings oh

This succubus comes in the twilight
Hieratic fire all black and burning
A son and man she did conceive with
And on the bed there were dead angels

In the corner of the basement
There lies a baby in the cabbage patch
Where spirits walk with burning candles
There is no sunshine in this evil house no
No

Little child in the garden
In the distance tolls a funeral bell
He throws a coin into the water
But there's a demon in his wishing well