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 fullmoon rises beyond the wooden crest
Fires ignite everywhere for their highest guest
At his arrival the feast shall now unfold
The thirtyfirst 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
Satan'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 disappear, fires cease to burn
The sun on the horizon hails the mountain seam
Another year must pass 'til flames again shall gleam
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
Satan's joy, the blocksberg rite
The blocksberg rite
