I. Prayer of the Shepherd
Resting from atop my placid lands, lost in these times as a lonely man
In all of my devotions and days hard spent, is it your will I should suffer this lament?

People they fear in the wake of anxiety, treading cliffs of faith and apostasy
I can’t live through this strife and doubt, my only candle has nearly burned out

Magistrates gather in their grim-faced courts, to cast down death with pious damnation
Hunted down in darksome ways ordained by law, to answer for their acts in the name of Satan

No one sees the madness that plagues our kind, what is there to trust or who to find?
So with these words I send to you to end my despairs,
For (without love) life has no meaning unless it is shared

Hear my solemn prayers leaving mooncrest boughs
My only candle is soon to burn out

II. Trespasser
What had passed all around, a vision sent to me
A mystic child with jesting smile, singing divine melodies
Myths of old visit pensive souls in their darkest hour of need
Where time relents in shrouded descent, at the gates of majesty
Was it chance to reach the hand, What past desire became
Under cavern stars in mists afar I see a wisp of candle flame!
A voice cried out…then takes flight in an azure cloak
The face I’ve seen in starlit dream, caught my sight to chase below

Essence of myrrh fills the air, shifting form with mark of hare
Shadow of light, she obscures, spellbound echoes and whispers
Midnight chase…Trespasser

People warn of magic deeds past the hour of sleep, where she goes I must know the truth I’ve seen
Who can span the comet trails with mere command?
Or dance away in crimson flame with gentle trace of hand?

Trespasser marked by touch of mystery, your secrets hold a promise longing to be free
Now I see the ancient chains, this ground on which you lie
Flee too far from these lands and they will take your life

III. The Rites of Jade
Shepherd have you come to set me free?
You and I are the key in all we seek
Undisturbed a false move breaks the Moon’s guard
Yet without fear, this pact unites our hearts

Life and death are all the same, lose yourself and celebrate
Take my hand into the Rites of Jade
Into the Rites of Jade

Incense mists on an emerald lake of glass
Cord of fire binds the image we cast
Fragile brink of pain or searing ecstasy
Shrine of adoration and sorcery

Passion rippling all around
Spirits cleansed upon sacred ground
Follow me into the Rites of Jade
Into the Rites of Jade

Priestess, Pyromantic Angel of Light, We are one in forgotten exalted cries
Our beloved pleasures the four moons hide, and all that’s said is sealed until the day we die

Into the Rites of Jade

IV. Moons over Hexenhaus
(Instrumental)

V. Exaltation Clandestine
Peace, so threatened where suspicion rides, our rose tinted days would end with mercy denied
Torchlight raids in thirst possessed
So cold those trials they request
Neglected screams, disgraced by hands that carry the law of God’s command
And there she was, bound to be shown, to the hill that claimed a thousand souls…

“Witch,” they say, “confess and be saved.” They cast their scorn and curse your name
Stripped before, like those condemned, and sent above to scorched torment
Look ‘on high in this sea of hate, so my vision is betrayed…

Whisper the rites in mournful epitaph and cross your heart in dule and death
The hour is nigh while this ardor lasts, an exaltation unsurpassed
Glistening flames kiss your face, climbing to steal your breath away
But I still can hear a call in the sky from the silhouette that burned so bright

VI. Pyromancer’s Key
Now as I watch you raise your head up high, sing my child…your last cry

Something I’ve lost now is truly gone…someone to show me a place to belong
Now my faith and prayers are memories…God, why have you forsaken me?

Death shall greet them all the same, through winds of myrrh and purest jade
Black quintessence of sorcery, we shall be one as the Moon decrees
The Pyromancer’s Key at last is made, and so they too shall die from this flame…

VII. The Return of the Girl in White
(Instrumental)