Skyclad – Polkageist! lyrics

One day whilst out exploring in some
Far-flung foreign corner, I took respite
From my journey to admire the local fauna.
When from the twilight distance a peel of
Bells and laughter, set my heart-strings
Fluttering like bats through chapel rafters.
On entering a clearing I did sense
Impending peril, beheld a Gypsy wench
With flashing eyes bright, sharp and feral.
She smiled at me so sweetly
(bit a lip that smacked of danger),
Gave a look fit to disarm
This poor, unwitting stranger.

[Chorus:]
Her rhythm pounced upon me
It trounced me in a trice.
That charm she wove about me
Gripped me tight as any vice.
(She spoke in tongues above me).
Though I cast my eyes to Christ,
You'd need the virtue of a saint
To not succumb - overcome this
Polkageist.

Arms of ivory strummed perfection
Summond me toward the middle.
Pan warmed up his pipes
Heard Herne a plucking at the fiddle.
She wrapped herself about me
(felt her hot breath at my ear);
Danced a horizontal polka
Down the path to Hell I fear.

We're on a path to Hell I fear!

[Chorus:]
Her rhythm pounced upon me
It trounced me in a trice.
That charm she wove about me
Gripped me tight as any vice.
(She spoke in tongues above me).
Though I cast my eyes to Christ,
You'd need the virtue of a saint
To not succumb - overcome this
Polkageist.

The Horny Huntress:
"A spirit sent to haunt you
Taunting all your earthly days.
Satyrs vaunt
Cavorting to the reel Cernunnos plays.
I head our wild procession
(every beast from man to mouse),
Finds freedom in possession
Polkageist is in the house! "

Juice of fruit beyond forbidden
Dripping slowly from her fingers,
She took my hand and led me
To that place where cunning lingers.

[Chorus:]
Her rhythm pounced upon me
It trounced me in a trice.
That charm she wove about me
Gripped me tight as any vice.
(She spoke in tongues above me).
Though I cast my eyes to Christ,
You'd need the virtue of a saint
To not succumb - overcome this
Polkageist.