Androgyne - Whore of Babylon

Try to see the way I move
Between the pentagrams of the great demons
Draw my elegant dance
Which moves from the Moon to the Venus

Embroider my clothes with the silver
Beautify your hair with the flowers
Put the rose leafs at our feet
And fill the cup with red wine

Oh, the great Whore of Babylon
I am Pan but you will embrace me
On the softest Indian silk
I ll enjoy the warmth of your legs

When you perform the worship of force rite
I will kiss your beautiful fertility
And when the quiver will appear on your skin
We will hold our hands to the Venus and Jupiter together

Oh, the great Whore of Babylon
I am Pan but you will embrace m
On the softest Indian silk
I will enjoy the warmth of your legs