Your pentagram is down below our floor

Your naked body shimmers in the night

Dancing and chanting in a sacrificial rite

Your feet are dry with the ashes from dead babies

Who have passed the test

Just like all the rest

But never really understood

The reasons why they took it

In the first place

Ahh, in the first place

Your feasty eyes won't make me fall apart

Your turquoise and silver won't weaken this old heart

Yeah, dancing and chanting in a sacrificial rite

I fell to the ground on a windy, windy night

Well I have passed the test

Just like all the rest

But never really understood

The reasons why I took it

In the first place

Ahh, in the first place