(For Christopher Lee)

Demons twisting
Spirits swinging
On the shores of Summerisle
Haunting dreams
Chasing fears
It's a ritual I can't abide

I'm burning like the wicker man
I'm burning like the wicker man

Demons twisting
Spirits swinging
They keep on torturing my mind
Devouring dreams
Collecting tears
It's a ritual I can't abide

I'm burning like the wicker man
I'm burning like the wicker man
(Sing, cuckoo, sing)

All these demons dancing inside
All these demons keep me alive
All these demons screaming inside
I think that all these demons keep me alive

I'm burning like the wicker man
I'm burning like the wicker man

All these demons dancing inside
All these demons keep me alive
All these demons screaming inside
I think that all these demons keep me alive