Lightning in the haunted claudy sky
As the wizzard stears the blood
Whisp'ring Lucifer's spells through the night
Creatures wincing in the gut 

Attended by wild lightning [bad word] up for you
You won't escape with a bad frightning [bad word] up for you 

Wake up, take refuge for death
The rise of the creature will take your live away
Wake up, care of what you do
The claws of the creature [bad word] right up for [bad word] right up for you 

Froogs, black widows, guts and a virgin's pride
Are all needed for the brew
If the evil creature tastes the scent
It's claws [bad word] right over you 

Attended by wild lightning [bad word] up for you
You won't escape with a bad frightning [bad word] up for you 

Wake up, take refuge for death
The rise of the creature will take your live away
Wake up, care of what you do
The claws of the creature [bad word] right up for you 

And the wizzard stood there in the thunder storm
With his arms spread high up into the sky
And the nature trembled deeply all around
Screams of pain were heared everywhere
As the wizzard spunged his hands into the brew
And the creature raised his claw up into the air 

Raised his claw up into the air... 

Attended by wild lightning [bad word] up for you
You won't escape with a bad frightning [bad word] up for you