Panic in the Pentagram - Powerwolf

The night dies in the morning

And hell is gone at dawn

He sent no bible warning

Forsaken and forlorn

The night was wild

Black magic has its price

Remember me?

You’ll meet the devil twice!

In the morning when I wake

No more souls are left to take

And I wonder why I’m here

The Sun is up, it’s almost nine

And I’m standing in a sign

I feel a slowly rising fear

In a circle did I sleep?

Had I blasphemies to keep?

The scent of sulphur in the air

Hail, hail pentagram

Hail, hail pentagram

God damnit

What have I done?

Panic… panic in the pentagram

Panic… Satanism ain’t no fun

Ohhh… panic in the pentagram

Ohhh… panic in the pentagram

I count my cash, it’s six six six

Enough to cross the river styx

I pay to Cerberos the fare

On the altar I could dance

Put your soul in deadly trance

But I better should beware

Hail, hail pentagram

Hail, hail pentagram

God damnit

What have I done?

Panic… panic in the pentagram

Panic… Satanism ain’t no fun

Ohhh… panic in the pentagram

Ohhh… panic in the pentagram