Run, run to mion's hill
All witches who wear the black clothes
The devil's ceremony is opened now
The times which curse them has come
Sacrifice! Kneel in front of the devil' king
Sabbatical magic tonight!
Learn the evil spell from him
With a shout of the devil' king
The fire blazes up, by and by
Your body becomes dirty by the sword
The witch disappers into the fire

When the day breaks
The witches fly up for the sky
When the fire went out
They swear that we meet them again