Death SS - The Crimson Shrine

Light, drive out my night Thrills - of a loosing life Screaming aloud at the moon of the woods I'm running free throgh the fields and the groves I am awake in the grip of the snake strong as a lion and sharp as an asp - to reach the Crimson Shrine Come - over the sea Come, with hoofs of steel Roaming as Bacchus, with faims and with pards With vergins and demons as lovers and guards I'm here to wait for the sign of your eye ready to ride in the might of god Pan - to reach the Crimson Shrine Thrill with lissome lust of the light O man! My man! Come with Apollo in bridal dress Come with Artemis, silken shod And wash thy white thigh, beutiful God Dip the purple of passionate prayer In the crimson shrine, the scarlet snare In the might of god Pan Trembling with ardour in the lust of the light I hurry forward in the heat of the night I'm seeking your love to perfect my life you'll be my goddess, you'll be my bride We, united in the Crimson Shrine