I heard in the dark, a soft pair of arms
Under the leaves, naked shoulders
Under the moss, skinny sides
Don't wake from your sleep

Unaware of the common man
Who would judge what they didn't understand

"Sacrilege!", and they keep on dancing
"Heretic!", and they spin round and round
"Blasphemy!", circle round the fire
Don't wake from your sleep

Tossing their heads, eyes of fire
Leaving their beds of leaves and briars
Singing their spells to heathen gods
Don't wake from your sleep

Unaware of the common man
Who would judge what they didn't understand

"Sacrilege!", and they keep on dancing
"Heretic!", and they spin round and round
"Blasphemy!", circle round the fire
Don't wake from your sleep

I heard in the dark, a soft pair of arms
Sacrilege!", and they keep on dancing
Under the leaves, naked shoulders
Heretic!", they spin round and round
Under the moss, skinny sides
Blasphemy!" circle round the fire
Don't wake from your sleep

I heard in the dark, a soft pair of arms
Sacrilege!", and they keep on dancing
Under the leaves, naked shoulders
Heretic!", they spin round and round
Under the moss, skinny sides
Blasphemy!" circle round the fire
Don't wake from your sleep