Texty: Manowar. Hail To England. Each Dawn I Die.

Passing through the storm led by demons
Walk between the world of men and gods
Cast no shadows, draw no light
I rape the priestess on pagan's night

I taste the serpent's poison
On the lips of the one I love
She brings this gift of witchcraft
I wear the cat skin gloves

Apples of youth when I wrought mischief
Hung in a tree to rot in the sun
Reborn in the middle of the final orgy
The gift of slavery to the chosen one

Suicide, suicide, don't you know me?
Call to the master, he will come
He will bring out resurrection
Cloaked in darkness, he has won

Smoke of my sacrifice, journey to
The isle of the blessed, grant my soul
Your glory at night time, I'm your guest
Only I know why, each dawn I die

Smoke of my sacrifice, journey
To the isle of the blessed, grant my soul
Your glory at night time, I'm your guest
Only I know why