(Music: Knjaz Varggoth, Saturious; Lyrics: Knjaz Varggoth)
The bitterness was born in a soul thrusting the Atame sacrifice,
the Book Of Shadows is opened, we`re waiting for the full-moon`s
arrival - we`re celebrating the thirteenth Asbath. I lift my
eyes, I look at the moonrise, the Goddess of the night takes
my gifts. You came to us through your immortality, attach us
to the true craft. Give us the power, give us the great understanding.
I draw the magic circle by my baton, and the skull of the deer
on its top starts to light. Oh Moon, the great mother! Protectress
of our destinies and secret intensions. Fly up and light our
deeds by your limpid light. Thrust your sharp rays into the Earth.
We`re absorbing the full-moon power - this is the thirteen Asbath.
Let the blood of the sacrificed flow into your heart. The bowels
in the priestess hands are filled with water - chaos that symbolizes
the Moon and rules by it. Oh, Moon, the great mother, we`re absorbing
your power - this is the thirteen Asbath. Naked our bodies we
gash in the long-lasting dance, goung around the circle repeatedly
against the moving of the sun. The nature is singing and delighting
- we`re celebrating the thirteen Asbath. Marble moon give us
the power. Our bodies are stewing and poison draught is ready.
Our circle is unbreakable, we`re embraced by the only ecstasy.
The wine runs through our veins and our joy is gifted to darkness.
On the mountain tops, on the tops of the trees - everywhere you
look is the Great our Mother - Moon.