Where civilization matters not We're heading straight for thee Reaching this place of essence Granting access to obsession Of natural instinct Free to abandon In this, our place of fear In darkness of suspense Walking from misery into secret dimension Paradise below, hiding its being From human hindrance
The fire is burning in our eyes Unleashing the fanatic love-feast at last Burning in passion Burning with purity For we are not what you are For we are not what you are
Lay down your hands on my face To open my eyes wide enough And crucify me in the woods To proclaim confession And reach myself Proclaim confession To complete the "I" To live To live To be free