ANCIENT CEREMONY - THY BEAUTY IN CANDLELIGHT lyrics

Thy Beauty in Black Candles' Light

is the dearest Vision to my Spirit

"Thou art the shining Diamond of my Crown"

Harvester I will be of the forbidden Fruits,

growing there so deliciously in the Gardens of Thy ("my") Breast

In my dark-desirous Dreams I see us inAutumn Fields,

feeling October's magic Breath

"Thou art the Flower that never shall wither"

The Reflection of Thy Beauty in the dancing

Candleflames creates Memories so sweet but cold

dark as Thy Black Hair, like the Raven-Face of Night

Thy Neck is like sculpture-made

Thy milky Bosom the loveliest Nature ever formed

"Sanguis Vita est! (et)

Tenebrae Desponsam meam!"

Enchant me eternally with Thy voluptuous Forms

as Thy witching Fire still burns in me