DESCRIPTION:
7"EP, limited to 300 handnumbered copies. White vinyl, obi.
Split release between Evil Records and View Beyond (Czechia).
Catalog #: V.B.0018 / ER666-HS4

Recorded at Lights Studio, Ghost Train Studio, Witch's Mill Studio, 1997. Mixed at Witch's Mill, 1997.
Produced and engineered by Sabbat.

Line up:
Gezol - Bass, Vocals
Temis Osmond - Guitars, Vocals
Zorugelion - Drums

Sabbat:
Into the woods of black witch, onto the hill of witch
All beasts, animals, insects and worms, under the fire, no fear

Unholy water without dirty lights, unholy angels without falseness
Blood calls blood from dark to dark,
Spell calls spells from dark to dark,

Sacrifice the sacrifices
Hold the candles of the evil
Offer the maiden of mortals

Necro lord has come over beyond the seas of hell
To give the delights of the hell world to witches

Into the woods of black sabbat, onto the hill of sabbat
Voices of pleasure into the fetish, the sign of necromancy

Mysterious feast of souls, flying wings, illusions without nightmare
Blood calls blood from dark to dark,
Spell calls spells from dark to dark,

Drink the babys blood
Dance with praying fire
Rape the virgins

Necro lord has come over beyond the seas of hell
To get the delights of the lower world with witches

Snow Woman:
Snow woman coming now, snow woman from blizzard
Snow woman coming along, from the hades of ice and snow

Snow woman freezing now, snow woman everything, all
Snow woman freezing over,a witch of winter of the hell

Woman as clear as crystal has on clothes of pure white
You, tempted with cryptical her beauty and strange power
Enveloped every life & creation in witch craft
Congealed by gore of rage & agony & times

No escape, no crying, no wishes, no hesitation
Into the vengeance of sorrow
Ice wind, the silver ground, snow forest, grand mountain
Into the cold of merciless tears

Snow woman coming now, snow woman from blizzard
Snow woman voice of legend, from the woods of eternal white

Snow woman freezing now, snow woman everything, all
Snow woman heatless breath, a witch of winter of the death

You, tempted with cryptical her beauty and strange power
Take away even the kernel of your hair & eyes
Even fire & blood & light of the gods
Terror screaming & torment to the bottom to the hell