Where the demons dwell, where the banshees live and they do
live well.
When a man is a man and the children dance to the pipes of pan. 'Tis a magic place where the moon doth rise with a
dragon's face. Where
the virgin's lie
and the prayers of devils fill the midnight sky.
"In ancient times, hundreds of years before
the dawn of history, lived a strange race of people - the
druids. No one knows who they were, or what they were doing, but their
legacy remains, hewn into the living rock - of Stonehenge."