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