Jägermeister - Inkubus Sukkubus

Raise your glass up to the night

And drink ye of your fill

Come and taste the dark delight

And take of Heaven"s milk

It"s the only one, the holy one

Manna from the stars above

The liquid flame of fire and shame

Jgermeister, its sacred name

In the heat of a summer night

Or when the cold wind blows

When your soul yearns to be free

There"s comfort in the liquid gold

And in your hand

The Promised Land

The universe at your command

To ecstasy from despair

Jgermeister will take you there, Oh yeah

Jagermeister

When the dread cold hand of Death

Is heavy on your heart

When all hope and love is lost and your world torn apart

Jgermeister, Jgermeister

The sweetest blood from the veins of Pan

Bacchus, Dionysus, lead me up to the lips of Isis