Inkubus Sukkubus - Jagermeister - Sözleri

Raise your glass up to the night



And drink ye of your fill



Come and taste the dark delight 

And drink of Heaven's milk





It's the only one, the holy one



Manna from the stars above



The liquid flame of fire and shame





Jägermeister, its sacred name





In the heat of a summer night



Or when the cold wind blows





When your heart yearns to be free

There's comfort in the liquid gold



And in your hand

The Promised Land





To ecstasy from despair





The universe at your command



Jägermeister will take me there, Oh yeah



When the dread cold had of Death







Is heavy on your heart



When all hope and love is lost and your world torn apart

Jägermeister, Jägermeister



The sweetest blood from the veins of Pan



Bacchus, Dionysus, take me up to the lips of Isis

														   

														   











		
			



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