Mummarts and Boggarts

Lies he will bake for them
Lies he will brew for you
The job of selling souls
Turn a straw man to gold

Free yourself from feeble superstitions
Feed your mind with knowledge and understanding

Ahhh, do you hear something?

Rats, black cats, bloodsucking vampire bats
Break mirrors, seven years bad luck to you
Work and pray, pie in the sky, what a lie
Rosary, pray to the guy in the grave

Dein Kind, das werde ich stehlen - Your child, I will steal
Ich werde Sie ala beschmutzen - I will make them all dirty

Say his name he is the mummart
Say his name he is the goblin
Say his name he is the boggart
To know him is to break the spell

Den Himmel verkaufe ich dir - Heaven I will sell to you
Du vertraust meiner Volkskunde - You believe my folklore

Rats, black cats, bloodsucking vampire bats
Break mirrors, seven years bad luck to you
Work and pray, pie in the sky, what a lie
Rosary, pray to the guy!

If you can learn his name
He will stomp his foot down
So deep into the ground
Then rip him self in two

Free yourself from feeble superstitions
Feed your mind with knowledge and understanding

Then he will go oh so far away