Recorded february 1985. released on album "the return", may 1985)

witching hour bad moon is on the rise
i can't resist its infernal cold power
when it blaze into my eyes

feel i am slowly changing
begin to lose my track
hatred poison my veins
i am cold and my heart turns black

i am possessed

i am trapped in its icecold blaze
it drains the warmth from my soul
feel the dread and my mind is in torment
and still its eye of death glow so cold

i am confused
feel my strength slowly fading
oh hear my cries for help and mercy

i am possessed