Lyrics to Vade Retro Satana
The early birds sing their song, before the winter comes along
The sparrow hawk will write the epilogue, a bright illusion faces death
Like prophecies told to Macbeth, the witches fed upon his common greed

I let you cast this spell on me, I let you cast this spell on me, I let you cast this spell on me

Mother Mary sings your praise, Judas keeps you in a haze, the hex is all around you casting doubt
Karmic vengeance, fiddle plays, necromancy multiphase, thе frequency is equal all around

Vadе retro satana, Vade retro satana, Vade retro satana, Vade retro satana