Spill the cursed wine
In the Fullmoon Asbath
In the lunar shine
Witchcraft superiority
We're the children of the Goddess!
We greet the Moon in our sacred grove!
Mother Moon gave us the Power
And Knowledge of Witchcraft!
In the night of Fullmoon
We gather in the dark forest
Where our horned lord reigns
Kernunnos and his spouse,
the Goddess-Mother
Under the night skies
We praise your sacred lunar light
And shining raging bleeding stars
Pure pagan pyre buring bright in the night
At the top of the mountain under the marble moon
Hidden in the deep sickets, we dance in circle
Against the moving of the Sun,
We are naked and soiled in blood,
Weaved in united ecstasy of cursed wine of our Goddess
Spill the cursed wine
In the Fullmoon Asbath
In the lunar shine
Witchcraft superiority
We stand around near
A rough sacrificial stone altar
Crowned by the bleeding heart
And chalice of wine,
In the middle of red clouds
Our god with cervine horns merges
In exciting ecstasy with our Mother
He sates by himself the insatiable moon
Which is in a zenith of the beauty and attractiveness
We write our pagan names in the Book of Shadows
Spill the cursed wine
In the Fullmoon Asbath
In the lunar shine
Witchcraft superiority
