Nature stands erected
The seasons of the Sun
Gather around the stones
The time for blot has come
Light the fires of the north
Bring forth the goblets
A toast to our fortune
To Freya, Frey and fortune
Come lust for ectasy
Unleash the seed of man
Come lust for ectasy
It is Midsummer's Eve
Morbid spirits rising
Essence of the night
They sing a song of blasphemy
The demons dance tonight
Light the fires of the north
Bring forth the goblets
A toast to our fortune
To Freya, Frey and fortune
Come lust for ectasy
Unleash the seed of man
Come lust for ectasy
It is Midsummer's Eve