Quartz - Devil's Brew

You dabbled in black magic
You had no experience
Thought you knew the answers you're a fool

Beyond the eyes of sceptics
Lie the secrets of an age
When the dead no longer
Dead begin to rise.

In the fire that is burning
Give the living back to me
With your devil's brew.

The desecrated holy stones
Add incense to the fire
As witches chant the rites
Of ancient days.

Still virgins on the altar
As the cry for sacrifice
Hides screams that seem to fade up to the sky
In the fires that are burning
Give the living back to me
With your devil's brew.

In the blackness of the night
I offer you my soul
And curse the light of day that I must fear.

In blood I write my name before the children of the dead
For the power from beneath that you can give.