Artemis! Hunt with me tonight!
Let me escape this slow decay they call a life
Dionysos! Let the nectar flow!
As amorphous lovers, we'll together grow
Silk and wine, mighty fine
The treasures of my leisure time
Ruby red and emerald green, the colours suit the royal scene
Moments to cherish when all else collapses
Dance with your daemons, embrace thine entrapments
Apollo! Your light is my reward!
We sing your words to the ancient chord
Demeter! Your bosom grants a feast!
Some golden hours to forget the beast
Rose and thyme, in their prime
Hear the herbal bells they chime
Botanic gold to build the strength
And endure the battles that will go on at length
But I will never yield, I'll stand and fight
And afterwards drink my mead
Moments, like cherries at the peak of their
Ripeness, ripe for the plucking in this hour of brightness
Here we lie, slowly descending
Wide open eyes, it never stops
It's never ending, ending, ending
Beneath the velvet shroud with pearls adorned
A lonely traveller, a creature horned
Lost among the leaves, in doubt he chants his grief
My path has led me to this gloomy place
The murky waters reflects an unknown face
I do not know him, or the sigils on his skin
Dark red scars scorched by the brightness of the stars
Sirius! Scorcher of the dome!
Illuminate the meadows where I roam
Silenos! Find me 'mongst the reeds
Rescue me and bring me to the feast!
See the fires burning, and blooming flowers turning
Their faces moved by yearning, in this hour of golden learning
Behind the twilight gate
At last, but not too late
In a field where all gods mate
I come to wrestle faith
Let me be plucked clean by the bird of Hermes
Arise again, arise again
Hen to pan
Throw away the shield of day
Snake of light
Hen to pan
Remember when we were like children free
Playing in the greens, laughing carelessly
Oh, I miss those days, that strange and funny place
The serpent sleeping inside the keep
She enters slowly through the door of sleep
She has always been, she is my own kin
A grim dark torrent, waiting underneath my skin
Scorched by the flames of nihil
Soar through the veils of air
Lie in her fertile bosom
Cleansed by the Water from the Deep