Storm Inkubus Sukkubus

Dark'ning sky, the senses tremble
Song of Thor's resounding rumble
Nature holds her breath in waiting
Calmly all anticipating

Flee in haste or wait her coming
Taste the sweetness of her fruit
Salient fingers start their drumming
Thrill now heaven's power's made loose

Wash me and soothe me, cleanse my mind of mundane things
Awaken the senses, electrify my nerves and skin

Deepening, speeding rivers racing
Groaning roots to ground are bracing
Her magick is the power of change
She leaves no single thing the same

Wash me and soothe me, cleanse my mind of mundane things
Awaken the senses, electrify my nerves and skin
Wash me and soothe me, cleanse my mind of mundane things
Awaken the senses, electrify my nerves and skin

Wash me and soothe me, cleanse my mind of mundane things
Awaken the senses, electrify my nerves and skin
And wash me and soothe me, cleanse my mind of mundane things
Awaken the senses, electrify my nerves and skin