The Incantation Of Thessalonian Women lyrics

Song information

Artist: Root
Album: The Black Seal

Lyrics

[Igor / big boss]

Ominous herbs of a magnificent size
Your seed grew up in the cursed night
Watched by the wild star, hostile, threatening!

Your very names suspicious to an inquiring sage
Were repudiated from words in long past times
When mastering your power was a prohibited science

Kolkhidian and egyptian sages
In the shine of bloody moon
Dug your roots precious to magi

Who, mixing tart sap of the plants
With the dead extract of whitened bones
Incanted in low voices

At midnight distilled these magic drinks
By which chastity of virgins fell through overpowered
Discovering the nakedness of their side...!

[from http://lyrics.doheth.co.uk]

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