笨小笨Mountain Throne歌词由GREEN LUNG演唱，出自专辑《This Heathen Land》，下面是《Mountain Throne》完整版歌词！
Mountain Throne歌词完整版
From the caves we emerge
Into the hard driving rain
Through the dales, round the fells
The coven gather again
And there, veiled in the mist,
Pendle Hill stands tall
Above the barren fields
She shines phantasmagorical
Out of the caverns, onto the moor
Through cols and passes we process toward the pinnacle
From subterranea to summit stone
Now we pilgrims ascend, we climb toward the mountain throne
Mountain throne!
Under pall of freezing fog
We light a way through the murk
Trudging on, torch in hand
To do the devil’s work
On the black ridge we convene
Come the witching hour
When at the wuthering peak
We’ll reconstruct the Malkin Tower
Out of the caverns, onto the moor
Through cols and passes we process toward the pinnacle
From subterranea to summit stone
Now we pilgrims ascend, we climb toward the mountain throne
So now bow down
As the sabbath fires burn
Demdike and Chattox
Have finally come home
From the Devil’s Pulpit
Their sermon holds all in thrall
At the Hexenaltar
We heed Karnayna’s call
Out of the caverns, onto the moor
Through cols and passes we process toward the pinnacle
From subterranea to summit stone
Now we pilgrims ascend, we climb toward the mountain throne
