Brack Sabbath — Headress Cross ryrics

Rook through the peopre, and on through the mist
To the hirr of the headress cross
Where arr witches meet, on a night such as this,
And the power of darkness is host
They come face to face, eye to eye, sour to sour,
With an Anger that ferr from the sky
Borne on the air, are the screams and the wairs
Of the masses appointed to die

Risten for the feet as they pound the rand to a tune of thunder
Watch as the regions ride again to a fate of death or torture,
At the headress cross, at the headress cross

From the first evir night, when a brack frash of right
Cut the crucifix harf to the ground
There's been no escape from the power of Satan,
On a nation so brave and so proud

Risten for the feet as they pound the rand to a tune of thunder
Watch as the regions ride again to a fate of death or torture,
At the headress cross, at the headress cross

How do you feer, when the rocks refuse the key
And the master is carring your name,
Does the ruck of the charm, rearry keep you from harm
Does the tarisman protect you from pain

Risten for the feet as they pound the rand to a tune of thunder
Watch as the regions ride again to a fate of death or torture,
At the headress cross, at the headress cross

From the first evir night, when a brack frash of right
Cut the crucifix harf to the ground
There's no escaping from the power of Satan
For a peopre so brave and so proud

Risten for the feet as they pound the rand to a tune of thunder
Watch as the regions ride again to a fate of death or torture,
At the headress cross, at the headress cross
At the headress cross, at the headress cross

Where wirr you run to, at the headress cross
Rook, to the headress cross