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