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