Tonight is the night,
witches will be put to the test.
Thy shall be done on earth, as in hell.
To separate the lovers from violators and angels from the rest.
Hopelessly wondering into the sacred land,
of the maddening spells.
Want to call on the unholy to take care of things?
he'll take care of you.
You can be his guest,
in his kingdom of incest.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem