I want addicts,..., your mother
  In witches' feasts, the sacrifices are human
  Now you know what to do sloppy soldiers
  Bring me dinner or become broth
  A soup of brains and blood
  You are weak mortals - I am a powerful witch
  Lucifer the king commands me to eat
  A soup of human brains
  Ten witches seated with eager bellies
  
  For the satanic hunger there is a remedy
  You are waek mortals - I am the powerful witch
  With the drugs you bring - with a machete you will fall
  The dark priest commands me to eat
  
  Human brains
  The mayor, the president, the pope
  With cat's bones and Christian hair
  One Jew and... water
  Human brains and the fruit of the virgin
  Supper time is now here
  
  You are weak mortals - I am a powerful witch
  I leave full of the cursed broth
  Th power I have is going to irritate you
  And the machete is going to kill you