Coven of Mammon

The witches assemble on mountains
Of glass, concrete and steel
The witches' Sabbath commences
As they invoke avarice and greed
Silver, paper and gold exalted
To the status of the Most High
Unjust monetary gain
In this demon god they all trust

Rites arcane beyond control
To gain the world but loose your soul
The unjust treasures for which you lust
Destroyed in the end by moth and rust

Carried up from the depths of hell
On the back of an infernal Wolf
Coming to inflame the human heart
With craving and with greed
Bull and bear chained to his leash
The law of the market - his own device
Mammon, Prince of Hell
Lord of Avarice

Human flesh consumed – at their Black Masses
The witches soaring high - through the spells of white lines
Possessed witches insane – voracious as starving wolves
Euphoria or depression – prices rise and fall

Buy and sell – submit to the laws of the market
Disaster or prosperity – unpredictable deity
Mass hysteria – Loss of reason and self
Maenadic frenzy unleashed – All are one in the Coven

The witches assemble on mountains
Of glass, concrete and steel
The witches' Sabbath is brought to an end
By their own avarice and greed
Black magic and witchery
Too much for man to master
The backlash of demonic force
Lures the world into disaster