Lyrics The Blocksberg Rite - The Vision Bleak

The Blocksberg Rite

Ooh, they gather in the mountains
Where rain falls not far to the ground
Among the primal fountains
And forests of silence profound
A secret glade elected
Between tall stony walls
From unbidden sights protected
The rite begins as dusk falls…
The full moon rises
Beyond the wooden crest
Fires ignite everywhere
For their highest guest
At his arrival the feast shall now unfold
The thirty-first of April as it is foretold
Demons ride the moonlit sky
Torches light their way up high
To unclose Walpurgis Night
In the feral mountainside
Witches of all age and kin
Give themself to lust and sin
Come as maiden — leave as bride
Satans’s joy — the Blocksberg Rite
As if in trance they revel
Dance through the nightly sphere
In honour of the Devil
Whom they all hold dear
At dawn it ends with a sudden turn
Witches dissappear — fires cease to burn
The sun on the horizon hail the mountain seam
Another year must pass til flames again shall gleam