Crossroads

Let us ride with a beast tonight
Let us ride the crossroads
Let us ride with a beast tonight, oh let us ride

At the crossroads, they buried criminals and suicides
At the crossroads, any traveller could lose a life
A suitable place, for making a pact with the Devil
A suitable place, for us to hold the sabbath

Let us ride with a beast tonight
Let us ride the crossroads
Let us ride with a beast tonight
Let us ride in the dead of night

Even you mortals can ride with her at night
And join the night-flying demons, oh you and I
Listen to their tales of wandering ghosts
Listen to their tales of forgotten times
Listen to their tales of the crossroads
Listen to their tales of forgotten lives

Oh Diana

Hecate, darkness and terror of the night
Hecate, oh, the crossroads are thine
You are Diana, you are the hunter of souls
The dogs are howling, we dogs know when you approach

Let us ride with a beast tonight
Let us ride the crossroads
Let us ride with a beast tonight
Let us ride in the dead of night

To the crossroads, to the crossroads
We ride to the crossroads, in search of your soul
We ride to the crossroads, in search of your soul