"Woodland Rites" lyrics
"Woodland Rites"
At the gloaming on Walpurgis night
In the forest you saw our fires alight
The trees were talking, they whispered your name
Darkness was falling as you walked towards the flames
Oh yeah!
Now you stand before the sign
Yeah, you can't believe your eyes
Dancing naked in the night
Won't you join our woodland rites?
Our woodland rites
Christian woman, you couldn't resist
So you came closer, just to catch a glimpse
What you saw, you'll never forget
In black smoke the form of Baphomet
Oh yeah!
Now you stand before the sign
Is this all in your mind?
Dancing naked in the night
Won't you join our woodland rites?
Our woodland rites
You wake up in the morning sun
No memory of what was done
And you cannot understand
Why there's blood upon your hands
Now you stand before the sign
Yeah, you know that it's your time
Dancing naked in the night
Won't you join our woodland rites?
Our woodland rites
Come, join our rites...
Our woodland rites!
Writer(s): Tom Killingbeck, Scott Masson
- AZLyrics
- G
- Green Lung Lyrics
album:
"Woodland Rites" (2019)
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