Late summer cornfields, vermilion like fire,
Foreboding evil, the wolf"s in the rye.
Sanctus Antonius, spare us visitation!
Antonius fire
Antonius fire
Antonius fire - dance our life away,
Antonius fire
Antonius fire
Antonius fire - make us dance our life
The legend tells
That you may not eat
This black bread or else
Black turn your feet
But they were so avaricious
And famine was too well known,
So the flour was palmed of up
On the the poor who didn"t know a thing.
After the feast
In slumber they lay,
Whereas the beast
Started his play
Some jumped up and all around
For days the jerked and shook their limbs,
Like manics the danced through the nights.
Their limbs turned balek and in the end fell off.
Led by delusions
They went astray.
The other"s conclusion
Followed it"s way.
Fire burnt underneath their skin,
Like red ants crawling out and in,
Convulsions of evil origin
Made them join in St. Antonius dance.
Foreboding evil, the wolf"s in the rye.
Sanctus Antonius, spare us visitation!
Antonius fire
Antonius fire
Antonius fire - dance our life away,
Antonius fire
Antonius fire
Antonius fire - make us dance our life
The legend tells
That you may not eat
This black bread or else
Black turn your feet
But they were so avaricious
And famine was too well known,
So the flour was palmed of up
On the the poor who didn"t know a thing.
After the feast
In slumber they lay,
Whereas the beast
Started his play
Some jumped up and all around
For days the jerked and shook their limbs,
Like manics the danced through the nights.
Their limbs turned balek and in the end fell off.
Led by delusions
They went astray.
The other"s conclusion
Followed it"s way.
Fire burnt underneath their skin,
Like red ants crawling out and in,
Convulsions of evil origin
Made them join in St. Antonius dance.