[00:00.974]At a tender age
[00:07.607]By the high priest chosen
[00:14.036]As the fairest maiden, from her parents taken
[00:25.517]In the hands of shamen
[00:31.453]For the great initiation
[00:44.729]For many months it never rained
[00:48.861]The fields were dry, the wells were drained
[00:53.313]The barren land would yield no game
[00:57.645]The people looked to lay the blame
[01:02.123]The elders hung their heads in shame
[01:06.466]The harvest failed again and again
[01:20.738]Living in her dreams filled with nature's delight
[01:29.788]Dancing in the streams in the dappled sunlight
[01:43.832]The beacons glow across the hill
[01:52.077]To summon folk to watch the ritual
[02:23.156]Her heart begins to pound, she cannot make a sound
[02:26.991]Feet frozen to the ground, with ashen face
[02:31.630]Her purpose now is known, the horror hitting home
[02:35.506]They lead her to the stone, her fate awaits
[02:46.460]The sacrifice; venerate the master!
[02:54.844]The sacrifice; blood awake the master!
[03:03.030]The sacrifice
[03:21.859]Cold slab of slate, the altar;the blade that must not falter
[03:39.828]The swaying candles dance, the chanting turns to trance
[03:48.736]The ground begins to shake - the sleeping beast awake
[05:10.915]Emerge ye spectral ghosts, take shape ye thunderous hosts
[05:19.311]Oh lord of death and birth, we invoke from the earth
[05:46.956]She lives on in their dreams, in every ripe seed of grain
[05:54.412]Still dancing in the streams, in every droplet of rain
[06:41.696]Laid out for all to see, no struggle to be free
[06:44.501]Her final memory - there's no escape
[06:48.730]Her garments are torn off, her yielding flesh is soft
[06:52.829]The knife is held aloft, to consummate
[07:03.755]The sacrifice; venerate the master!
[07:12.140]The sacrifice; blood awake the master!