Now get the torches burnin' 

'Cos the season is returnin' 

We'll breathe the air of a thousand years 

In the fog and the moon and the wind and the rain 



It's a pagan holiday 

It's a pagan holiday 

It's a pagan holiday 



Well I see you wear a pentagram 

We'll put you on a family plan 

We're gonna take you to the standin' stones 

And burn you in the wicker man 



The trinities are gettin' 'round 

But you can't keep a good pagan down 

Ye better mind yer teeth and treat them nice 

Or you might wind up a sacrifice