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