Marching ever forward neath the wooded shrine
I stray not from the path
I hold death’s hand in mine
Primal night, give it sight
Familiar by thy side
If Sun be gone, we carry on
Spirit as our guide
Down, down
Down the road
Down the witches road
Down, down
Down the road
Down the witches road
Down, down
Down the road
Down the witches road
Blood and tears and bones
Maiden mother crone
The road is wild and wicked
Winding through the wood
Where all that’s wrong is right
And all that’s bad is good
Through many miles of twisted trials
We wander high and low
Take your fears, a door appears
The time has come to go
Down, down
Down the road
Down the witches road
Down, down
Down the road
Down the witches road
Down, down
Down the road
Down the witches road
Follow me, my friend
To glory and the end