[00:45.590]Io, Saturnalia! The gods will come tonight
[00:55.075]We'll sit at their table, and sheir their infernal light
[01:04.492]Oh Lord of Misrule, your song is never the same
[01:14.053]And you never leave one, the same as when you came
[02:00.527]Dark spirits will leave us now; the wind has filled with sighs
[02:10.184]The roots of our witchery reach down toward the burning fires
[02:19.606]We'll circle the hallowed tree and leave this world behind
[02:29.163]Ascension through sorcery toward pleasures rare-to-find
[03:28.837]I know, I know all too well
[03:34.744]The wines of wizardry they're running through our spells
[03:40.323]I know, I know all too well
[03:45.387]This world of death, this world of squares
[03:48.525]We'll leave it all for hell