Lyrics Winged Priestess - Mortuary Drape

Winged Priestess

There are presences inside the wood, in the glade a feast of elf
Flying through the wind and time … elemental exhalation
Conventicola of the night, every breath blow with the flame
Shining sky last days of April … every one is free to be
A ties of blood, body spirit, nocturnal copulation tantric
Dream, earth and the beyond … an elf, a monster, a man, a spirit
Behind the veil, a severe woman seated on the throne
Between her eyes the immortal flame
Exhausting dance, embrace on the altar
Winged Priestess making love, with all her children