Suffer Not the Children

Gather 'round, oh young ones, listen to the night Black as death and loud as hell, only men take fright Sit around my flame, bright, warm your bones and hear Virgins die and demons cry, throw away your fears Suffer not the children Sleep tight, our fathers, guard our mothers well Vampires and werewolves, erupt your dreams, our spell The evening sabbath song, a longing to be free Lost children wander, waiting, barefoot in the sea Suffer not the children Suffer not the children Or be deemed a damned disgrace Blessed be the wench To which delivers in his grace Gather around my young ones We can go away I'll guide you in the night Follow me Suffer not the children Tonight we'll find a path, the hell born sinner's trail Beware, none shall stop us, innocence guards our way The amulets of kings, our voodoo games We know but never tell of our infernal names Suffer not the children