Into the Woodlands Lyrics

Bonedrum sound
They must obey
As the hour of late
Calls the morning star

Familiars of Serpents, promoters of sin
Call forth the demons, Christ cannot win
Ravish all babies, their lives turn to dust
Into the woodlands, so dark and vast
Daughters of Envy, daughters of night
Seductively whisper when moon is high
With foul tunes forests are filled
Into the woodlands, to devour the hearts

Upon church towers
Clock backwards turn
Walpurgis pulse
Their bodies must run

With ecstatic dance of goats and swine
Time to departure! Chariots of lust...
Into the woodlands, where Master's Grace
Hello and welcome, their tainted hearse

Servants of infernal will
Follow the signs
Learned how to kill
Gathered upon the hillside shade
Among the trees
Their daggers glare
Within the circle of infant's bones
In front of the doorway
Altar grown in moss
Cave locked by fear decades ago
Mythical songs
His praise forebode