Bedight, this pre-aestival
Festival drew darkly near
And our delight at it's arrival
Was a roar to rival loosed Fenir
Let the Hellish celebration begin
The blackest mass the Broken has ever seen
Invoking Loki, smoking the red weed
We listen to the Glorification
Of Chernobog in a fog of elation
Denial is the vilest form of blasphemy
Standing on the cliffs kiss burning winds
We are risen together
Brazen, exalting, a hiss of triumph rings
...Yours Immortally
Tonight the rites are right for raising spirits on
The Devil's Pulpit, The Witches Altar
The dead will dance macabre
To chaos Magick psalters
A heavy thunder shadowing lightning
Forged for Judgement Day
Announces greater wonder, citing
Heralds on the starvy way
And I held you like St Vitus
As the Sabbath leapt to play
Before the fever swelled to b*** us
And we were swept to waylay
Standing on the cliffs that kiss burning winds
We are risen together
Brazen, exalting a hiss of triumph rings
...Yours immortally
Only those tortured
And melodies
Of raucous wrought debauchery
For this fresh Walpurgis Eve
Our flesh it breathes
Full of fantastic symphonies
Witness the fires reflected in infernal eyes
Eternal ties
Have trussed amazing l*** together
Procession, banquet, black mass, orgy
If our world were to cease right now
In the midst of this
Wide naked bliss, there stated sacred vows
I would break the universe in two
Just to ride with you
To face the jealous heavens down
Excite the terse miscarriage
Of first light that thirst to slay
This night versed with the marriage
Of you and I
And all who dare to stray
Festival drew darkly near
And our delight at it's arrival
Was a roar to rival loosed Fenir
Let the Hellish celebration begin
The blackest mass the Broken has ever seen
Invoking Loki, smoking the red weed
We listen to the Glorification
Of Chernobog in a fog of elation
Denial is the vilest form of blasphemy
Standing on the cliffs kiss burning winds
We are risen together
Brazen, exalting, a hiss of triumph rings
...Yours Immortally
Tonight the rites are right for raising spirits on
The Devil's Pulpit, The Witches Altar
The dead will dance macabre
To chaos Magick psalters
A heavy thunder shadowing lightning
Forged for Judgement Day
Announces greater wonder, citing
Heralds on the starvy way
And I held you like St Vitus
As the Sabbath leapt to play
Before the fever swelled to b*** us
And we were swept to waylay
Standing on the cliffs that kiss burning winds
We are risen together
Brazen, exalting a hiss of triumph rings
...Yours immortally
Only those tortured
And melodies
Of raucous wrought debauchery
For this fresh Walpurgis Eve
Our flesh it breathes
Full of fantastic symphonies
Witness the fires reflected in infernal eyes
Eternal ties
Have trussed amazing l*** together
Procession, banquet, black mass, orgy
If our world were to cease right now
In the midst of this
Wide naked bliss, there stated sacred vows
I would break the universe in two
Just to ride with you
To face the jealous heavens down
Excite the terse miscarriage
Of first light that thirst to slay
This night versed with the marriage
Of you and I
And all who dare to stray