| Go | |
| Salt the dead, you close the veil | |
| The changer of shapes alone on hooves | |
| Autumn's cold brings the pagan dead | |
| Who seek the warmth of the Samhain fire | |
| Do you want a paradise? | |
| Do you want a sacrifice? | |
| This is the night to feast and dine | |
| This is the night to laugh at death | |
| Go, go | |
| This is the night to feast and dine | |
| This is the night to laugh at death | |
| Do you want a paradise? | |
| Do you want a sacrifice? | |
| Salt the dead, you close the veil | |
| The changer of shapes is alone on hooves | |
| And the autumn's cold brings the pagan dead | |
| Who seek the warmth of the Samhain fire | |
| Do you want a paradise? | |
| Do you want a sacrifice? | |
| This is the night to laugh at death | |
| This is the night to feast and dine |