1. HECATE

Calling, calling the triple moon
As it wanes soon
Soon, the souls on fire
Burn the witch

Running, running chasing the dark
She keeps her demons tight.
Riding the wind through the skies
She says “there ain’t no fright”
She’s the hand of madness.

Calling, calling the triple moon
As it wanes soon
Soon, the souls on fire

She says “there ain’t no fright”
She’s the hand of madness.


2. BLOOD MOON

Early morning breeze in skies
Wild fire’s light carries you home.
Bond with devil’s sealed with the blood moon
Trade is done.

Your world is facing down
You gotta get up
You’re running out of time.

The path seems old yet dark
Find your way out you’ll find peace in the dark

Fiery morning haze in skies
You know that your witch-
Craft strikes back soon.
Deal with devil sealed with the blood moon
Trade is done

Your shadows are gliding high
Might get caught up in the sun.

The path seems old yet dark
Find your way out, you'll find peace in the dark.