On this cross-quarter day, I must leap the fires of Beltaine three times to ensure good harvest, prosperity and well being to all.

Steeling my nerve, I begin to sing as I leap and dance and leap again doing this three times.

A chance to find the phoenix or the flame
A chance to die
But can we dance into the fire
That fatal kiss is all we need
Dance into the fire
To fatal sounds of broken dreams
Dance into the fire
That fatal kiss is all we need
Dance into the fire