within dark wooded hills strange witchery s at play it s long past the time for recanting wicked ways hear the whisper of her blood she s pleading for her life enchanting her body the sacrificial knife we send this spirit forth into the eldritch night ancient world forgotten alive through pagan rites now our hymns fill the air our prayers without light upon candlemas eve we will an ever night this candlemas eve mid winter witchery on candlemas eve this sacrifice receive