Dim the lights, wrong the rites
  Toss the puerile cross away
  We are gashing from a venomous womb
  
  Burning bright, dead of night
  Pyres stain a milky way
  Lust is splashing the dark face of the moon
  
  In the Samhain mist
  We lay in welcome by the western gate
  With the five fold kiss
  For every soul returning
  From the fecund abyss
  Where nature's travesties congregate
  With a stone cold wish
  To see the wickermen burning
  
  The wind, she whispers
  Trough the graveyards of our hearts…
  Wreathed in dreams
  As she weaves Her witchcraft
  We breathe, enamoured
  Of the conquering dark
  
  Medusa and Hemlock
  
  Harvest past, fires cast
  Ashes shades this Hallowe’en
  We are Set now to Beherit the earth
  
  Widdershins, death begins
  To fashion fete from gallow scenes…
  Spirits rising to discredit rebirth
  
  In the Samhain mist
  We lay in welcome by the western gate
  With the five fold kiss
  For every soul returning
  From the fecund abyss
  Where nature's travesties congregate
  With a stone cold wish
  To see the wickermen burning
  
  The wind she flitters
  Trough the forest of our hearts…
  Wreathed in leaves
  As she weaves Her witchcraft
  We breathe, enamoured
  Of the conquering dark
  
  I will trace the knot of serpents in your hair
  Plot your face, than ascending marble stares
  You shall pluck me, masked, from roses-in-despair
  Tasting my blood
  That runs from worming tongue like prayer
  
  Under pagan veneer snakes a fear
  That makes the stars
  Grieve, just to be
  Uncharted on this Eve
  When part of me chars a path
  Trough your heavenly constellations
  
  Medusa and Hemlock
  
  Back to black, hinges crack
  Rituals call obscenities
  Sheets of demons rush insanity skies
  
  Tread the salt, the dead exult
  Preachers beg our clemency
  Seeking warmth in inhumanity's eyes
  
  We who kept the candle by the vault
  
  We who kept the handle on the cult