Thundering Hooves

Lyrics for Thundering Hooves

Before the black candles on the altar The priestess blesses the participants and invokes the great god Pan The kiss of the beast, the promise of naked bodies Dedicating themselves to the godhead Thrill with the pulsing lust of night O Pan! Great Pan! Thunder your hooves to join our rite O Pan! Great Pan! With hooves of steel, brace all the rocks Through solar solstice to equinox And rave and rape and rip and rend Everlasting world without end Thundering hooves Thundering hooves Thundering hooves Thundering hooves Power, that which is the flower of lust Holy and ever blessed Mighty the thrusting power of his thigh and token erect Thrice blessed Soothing rod, the mystery of his love for us Thundering hooves Thundering hooves Thundering hooves Thundering hooves But the rites of witchcraft go far beyond this point They express a longing, a desperate nostalgia for the nature of the beast Which civilized man has left behind him