On The Night Of Samhain The celts are gathered At the sanctuary grove, On the sacrificial mound. They bring forth the slave She's bound in chains A virgin pure Nineteen winters.
Furious carnal penetration Ritual of initiation
Spill blood for the Divinity Promoses of fertility
Cromm Cruaich, Lord of this mound Open the gates to the underground!
The water of life has fed the soil A new year will begin The sons of Mil shall be proud and strong In this kingdom of Ulster...