Texty:
Electric Wizard Witchcult Today

Dunwich child you know not your fathers name dope numbs the pain ascend dark wooded hills to kane your mothers witches burnt at the stake for sorcery

under saturns rays I rest in eternal sleep dopesmoke violates my tomb and awakens me clawing from the grave my batwings spread their blood filled with

a black sun rises everyday shadows cross my path as if to say "change your ways, change your life look up to the sky" tomorrow'll soon be here then time

satans daughter our witchcult grows... black goat forms from dopesmoke Baphomet we bow to thee higher, higher devils disciples nameless chants breed sorcery our witchcult