As the twilight begins, a chanting resounds A ritual of old will bring new faith This land will be blessed by the ancient ways In the absence of light, the forest will weep From darkness it heeds our sacrifice A priestess prepares for the sacred rights Run with the gods You will be bound to this land The light of the Beltane fire shine Run with the gods A king will be crowned tonight Born of the blood and the fire With the voice of us all, the Goddess does speak We are but vessels for her might In the deep of the night two become entwined Underneath his true claim, united we'll stand The Horned One will take his rightful place Fight for his crown and his destiny Run with the gods You will be bound to this land The light of the Beltane fire shine Run with the gods A king will be crowned tonight Born of the blood and of the fire Run with the gods You will be bound to this land The light of the Beltane fire shine Run with the gods A king will be crowned tonight Born of the blood and the fire