Rites of Pan - Inkubus Sukkubus

Round and round the faery glade

Round and round they spin

Some in wool, some in hemp

Some in fur and skin

What a sight would meet your eye

If you should stumble near

You’d cast your care onto the wind

And join them in their sin

Dance with lust, fire of the believer

Dance you must, dance with fire and fever

Naked feet will pound the earth in the dance to him

Naked hooves will lead the way and draw you closer in

Breath of Pan, pulse of Pan, guide us in the dance

Lift your eyes to starry night, and let the Rite begin

Dance with lust, fire of the believer

Dance you must, dance with fire and fever

Dance with trust, faith shall be your healer

Dance for Pan, dance with fire and fever

Dance with lust, fire of the believer

Dance you must, dance with fire and fever

Dance with trust, faith shall be your healer

Dance for Pan, dance with fire and fever

Dance with lust, fire of the believer

Dance you must, dance with fire and fever

Dance with trust, faith shall be your healer

Dance for Pan, dance with fire and fever