Demona - The Sorcerer's Escapade

Respect I have for you evil bird from the hellish sky
faster than light, invisible for the human eye

Sorcerer hidden in black feather, flying upon the fields in deep night
waiting for the death of the weak to sing your song.

Oh tue-tue, fly away,
catch them, turn them mad
they fear your attack!
Wait they close their eyes,
to their souls suck it all
to drink their blood

your dark wings are your disguise
that horrible face scared the human beings
making your presence unwished
go away, come back tomorrow!

Oh tue-tue, fly away,
catch them, turn them mad
they fear your attack!
Wait they close their eyes,
to their souls suck it all
to drink their blood

You live in my lands, the furthest of the south, your flight blends with the wind. Without your God or The Virgin Mary, our lord Satan gives you immense power . Take your potion, and leave your body behind in your home. Your head transforms into the evil bird that soars through the night to Find the weak soul you need to nourish yourself, to keep yourself alive, to make the Devil proud, to make yourself powerful, and announce the death of the next victim!

In the suburbs and fields your victim you find
to announce his death or disgrace
fly through the sky, through clouds and stars
to then sing your damned song.

Martes hoy, martes mañana,
martes toda la semana