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WE TAKE THIS NIGHT OUR RIGHTFUL DUE
TO WALK THE PATH OF PLEASURE
FREED FROM STIFLING CONVENTIONS
AND DELIVERED FROM FALSE PIETY
WE INDULGE IN OUR PASSIONS
AND REVEL IN FLESHLY EXISTENCE
MISTRESS OF THE TEMPLE
WAVE THE FRAGRANCE
OF PRETTY FLOWERS AT ME
AND SPOIL THE AIR
WITH INTENSE SCENT OF INCENSE
BUT THAT’S NOT WHAT I LONG FOR
RATHER DO ENCHANT ME
WITH THE NATURAL SMELL
OF YOUR VOLUPTUOUS BODY
THE MOST EXQUISITE ENJOYMENT
MY BEWITCHING NYMPH
I’M YOUR PHALLIC SATYR
IN DIONYSIAN DELIGHT
FULFIL ME WITH ECSTASY
YOUR MARVELLOUS BREASTS
AND YOUR LUSCIOUS LABIA
ARE MY DEAREST ICONS
AS REPRESENTATION
OF SUPREME HOLINESS
AND OF DEEPEST SENSUALITY
BY THE DANCE OF NYMPHS
WE'LL STOKE UP THE FLAMES
OF THE SACRED FIRE OF LIFE
BY THE DANCE OF FAUNS
WE WILL DRAIN THE CHALICE
WITH THE ELIXIR OF LIFE
LET OUR COPULATION
OUR SACRED UNITY
BE A GLORY HYMN TO PAN
TO THE GREAT GOD PAN
THE DEITY OF VIRILITY
THE DAIMON OF PROSPERITY
OUR COPULATION
OUR SACRED UNITY
A SACRIFICE TO PAN
TO THE GREAT GOD PAN
THE DEITY OF VIRILITY
THE DAIMON OF PROSPERITY
EACH ACT OF CREATION
IS A DIVINE ACT
SO, WE JOIN FOR PROCREATION
OF OUR MAGICKAL CHILD
THE RESULT OF THIS LONG NIGHT
IS COMING FORTH BY MIGHT
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HONOUR TO THEE
MY SANCTUARY
CAVE CARESSING
ALL HAIL TO THEE
TUNNEL OF MAGICK
COME CAST YOUR SPELL
BRING FORTH DELIGHT
WELL OF MY FORTUNE
I INVOKE THEE
GIVER OF JOY
OFFER TO ME NOW
THY SACRED GIFT
GLORY TO THEE
MY BELOVED YONI
KEEPER OF LINGAM
MY WELL OF FORTUNE
HAIL TO THE NYMPH! HAIL NYMPH!
YOU’VE GOT THE PORTAL TO DELIGHT
HAIL TO THE SATYR! HAIL SATYR!
I’VE GOT THE KEY, THE KEY
HONOUR TO THEE
CHALICE OF JOY
CHALICE OF LIFE
WELL OF THE GODS
WELL OF ALL MEN
MOTHER OF LUST
BRING FORTH NEW LIFE
DEEP WELL OF FORTUNE
I ADORE THEE
STOKE UP THE FLAMES, HIGH
GATE TO ALL PASSION
SITE OF DELIGHT
YOU FUEL MY FIRE
QUENCH MY DESIRE
SPILL FORTH THY MAGICK
WELL OF MY FORTUNE
INVOKE THE SERPENT FROM THE DEPTH
THE POWER OF THE SACRED SNAKE
BEHOLD THE SERPENT RISEN FROM THE DEPTH
COILED AROUND THE CENTRAL PILLAR
I INVOKE THEE
GIVER OF JOY
OFFER TO ME NOW
THY SACRED GIFT
GLORY TO THEE
MY BELOVED YONI
KEEPER OF LINGAM
MY WELL OF FORTUNE
SPILL FORTH THY MAGICK
WELL OF MY FORTUNE
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PRIESTESS OF LIFEFORCE
SHIELD THE WATER OF LIFE
BRING BEAUTY THROUGH ORDER
MERRIMENT AND STRIFE
FAIR MAIDEN OF THE WILD
INVOKER OF LUST
SHINE AGLEAM TENDER BEAUTY
ARISE FROM THE DUST
NATURE'S DEAR CHILD
O MISTRESS OF THE WELL
ENCHANTRESS OF MY SENSES
RISE UP AND CAST YOUR SPELL
START YOUR SACRED DANCE
YOU FLOWER-ADORNED BRIDE
SING IN PRAISE OF THE LIFE
OF FERTILITY AND DELIGHT
THE SATYR THAT CHASES YOU
HE IS RIGHTEOUS BUT RUDE
WITH HIS PASSION SO WANTON
HIS MANNERS MAY SEEM CRUDE
HIS TWO HORNS POINTED UP
AND A THIRD ONE AS WELL
LECHEROUS AND GREEDY
HIS DESIRE TO SWELL
YOU ARE THE FIRE OF THE LOINS
THE YEARNING OF THE MIND
THE PLEASURE OF THE FLESH
LIFE'S MYSTERY TO FIND
YOUR FLESH IS OF THE EARTH
YOUR BLOOD IS OF THE SKY
SOUL OF EVERLASTING YOUTH
THAT NEVER SHALL DIE
KEEPER OF WISDOM
OF AGES OLD, FORGOTTEN
BLISS TO THE BOLD ONE
BUT A CURSE TO THE ROTTEN
SWEET COMPANION OF THE GODS
GUARD MY LIFE'S ROAD
FOR I AM, TOO, A SATYR:
BOTH MAN AND A GOAT
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GREAT PAN DESCENDS FROM LYKAION'S ROCK
WALKS AHEAD AND LEADS HIS FLOCK
NYMPHS AND SATYRS JOIN HIS CLAN
JOYFUL IS THE DANCE HE LEADS
CARNAL LUST IS WHAT HE FEEDS
IGNITES THE LUST FOR LIFE IN MAN
GENTLY PLAYS HIS WOODEN FLUTE
PUTS US IN A YEARNING MOOD
LUST FOR FLESH IN CLOSE EMBRACE
AROUSED DESIRE OF THE LOINS
THE CYCLE OF WHAT PARTS AND JOINS
EVERLASTING IS THIS RACE
ATTENDED BY HIS NYMPHS AND FAUNS
ALL NIGHT LONG UNTIL IT DAWNS
PAN BRINGS SENSUAL DELIGHTS
AT DAY HE LEAPS ACROSS THE MEADOW
FOOL AND DEER SCARED BY HIS SHADOW
SECRET KING OF PASSIONATE NIGHTS
IN RALLIES HELD BY THEE IN MOONLIGHT
LEWDNESS RAVES, LONG AFTER MIDNIGHT
ALL-BEGETTER, GOAT IN HEAT
GOD OF PRURIENT SENSATION
DIONYSIAN INTOXICATION
MAKE PROSPERITY COMPLETE
TO MEGA THERION, HORNED BEAST
ITHYPHALLOS TRISMEGISTOS
THY BLESSED ORGY, HOLY FEAST
LEAPING GOAT-GOD CAPRICORNUS
PHALLOPHORIA SACRED RITE
GODHEAD, MANIFEST IN MAN
THE HIGHER SELF COMES FORTH BY NIGHT
EXPANDS AND MAKES ME AEGIPAN
PAN!
ITHYPHALLOS, MULTIPLIER
VIRILITY IS THY EMPIRE
PAN-DAIMONIC FORCE OF LUST
THE SPARK OF FLESHLY STRONG DESIRE
ESSENCE OF THE INMOST FIRE
TOWARDS THE BOOTY IS THY THRUST
GOAT OF THINE, GREET ME AS THEE
GOAT OF THINE, I AM WILD AND FREE
I CARRY ON THY SACRED FLAME
TO CHASE AND GRAB WHAT I DESIRE
A LIFE OF PLEASURE THOU INSPIRE
I'M PART OF THY ETERNAL GAME
ITHYPHALLOS, MULTIPLIER
VIRILITY IS THY EMPIRE
PAN-DAIMONIC FORCE OF LUST
THE SPARK OF FLESHLY STRONG DESIRE
PRESENCE OF THE INMOST FIRE
TOWARDS THE BOOTY IS THY THRUST
I'M OF THY FLOCK, I AM WILD AND FREE
I'M OF THY GOATS, I AM THEE
I CARRY ON THY SACRED FLAME
TO CHASE AND GRAB WHAT I DESIRE
A LIFE OF PLEASURE THOU INSPIRE
I'M PART OF THY ETERNAL GAME
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- J. W. von Goethe -
ZIBLIS, JUNG UND SCHÖN, ZUR LIEBE
ZU DER ZÄRTLICHKEIT GEMACHT
FLOH AUS RAUEM, WILDEN TRIEBE,
NICHT AUS TUGEND, ALLE LIEBE
IHRE FREUDE WAR DIE JAGD
ALS SIE EINST TIEF IM GESTRÄUCHE
SORGLOS FROH EIN LIEDCHEN SANG
WARD SIE BLASS WIE EINE LEICHE
DA AUS EINER ALTEN EICHE
EIN GEHÖRNTER WALDGOTT SPRANG
ZÄRTLICH LACHT DAS UNGEHEUER
ZIBLIS WENDET IHR GESICHT
LÄUFT DOCH DER GEHÖRNTE FREIER
SPRINGT IHR WIE EIN HÜPFEND FEUER
NACH UND RUFT: OH, FLIEH MICH NICHT!
SCHREI'N KANN NIEMALS ÜBERWINDEN
SIE LIEF SCHNELLER, ER IHR NACH
ENDLICH KAM SIE ZU DEN GRÜNDEN
DA, WO UNTER JUNGEN LINDEN
EMIREN AM WASSER LAG
HILF MIR, RIEF SIE, ER VOLL FREUDE,
DASS ER SO DIE NYMPHE SAH
STAND BEWAFFNET ZU DEM STREITE
MIT DEM AST DER NÄCHSTEN WEIDE
ALS DER WALDGOTT KAM, SCHON DA
DER TRAT NÄHER, IHN ZU HÖHNEN
UND GING SCHNELL DEN ZWEIKAMPF EIN
SIE ERBEBT FÜR EMIRENEN
IMMER WIRD DAS HERZ DER SCHÖNEN
AUF DES SCHÖNEN SEITE SEIN
ZIBLIS LAG MIT MATTEN BLICKEN,
DA DER SIEGER KAM, IM GRAS
WIRD'S IHM, IHR ZU HELFEN, GLÜCKEN
LEICHT SIND MÄDCHEN ZU ERQUICKEN
OFT IST IHRE KRANKHEIT SPASS
SIE ERHEBT SICH, NEUES LEBEN
GIBT EIN HEIßER KUSS IHR GLEICH
DOCH, DER EINEN SCHON GEGEBEN
SOLLTE NICHT NACH MEHRER'N STREBEN?
DAS SIEHT EINEM MÄRCHEN GLEICH.
WARTET NUR, ES FOLGTEN KÜSSE
HUNDERTWEIS, SIE SCHMECKTEN IHR
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released November 11, 2017
Music and lyrics by S. Manteuffel, except "Ziblis" text taken from the poem by J. W. von Goethe
