The Blocksberg Rite

Uh, they gather in the mountains
Where rain falls not far to the ground
Among the primal fountains
And forests of silence profound.

A secret glade elected
Between tall stony walls
From unbidden sights protected
The rite begins as dusk falls.

The fullmoon rises beyond the wooden crest
Fires ignite everywhere for their highest guest
At his arrival the feast shall now unfold
The thirtyfirst of april as it is foretold.

Demons ride the moonlit sky
Torches light their way up high
To unclose walpurgis night
In the feral mountainside.

Witches of all age and kin
Give themself to lust and sin
Come as maiden, leave as bride
Satan's joy
The blocksberg rite.

As if in trance they revel
Dance through the nightly sphere
In honour of the devil
Whom they all hold dear.

At dawn it ends with a sudden turn
Witches dissappear, fires cease to burn
The sun on the horizon hails the mountain seam
Another year must pass 'til flames again shall gleam.

Demons ride the moonlit sky
Torches light their way up high
To unclose walpurgis night
In the feral mountainside.

Witches of all age and kin
Give themself to lust and sin
Come as maiden, leave as bride
Satan's joy
The blocksberg rite
The blocksberg rite.