Thirteen Cauldrons Boil Lyrics

Mystical chants can be heard from the dungeon
Preparations are done and the rite can begin
An ominous rumbling and the beating of bones
On drumheads of human skin
Soon opens a rift from the darkest of pasts
Through the s***etime a portal into the bright world of men
Towers of Silur to rise from the oceans
And shadow the landscape again...

Stir in the kettle where innocent infants are drowned
Virgin wombs thrown in the brew for great witchcraft to come
THIRTEEN CAULDRONS BOIL!

Misty shapes in the darkest of hours
A spell to welcome the devil's dawn
Witches shamelessly copulating
To breed the malignant Jezebel spawn
Celebrate to conjure the dead
Vicious hags in a state of trance
Madly performing their dubious dance
On top the barren mound...
Stir in the kettle where innocent infants are drowned
Virgin wombs thrown in the brew for great witchcraft to come
THIRTEEN CAULDRONS BOIL!
Moon and sun unite this night
Separated since the birth of light
One by one the stars exhaust
Deadly rays gleam cross the sky
Awake the Tyrant from his sleep
The very earth it breathes and heaves
An eerie aura line the hills
..once proud mountains of Siluria
THIRTEEN CAULDRONS BOIL!