Raise your glass up to the night, And drink ye of your fill. Come and taste the dark delight, And take of Heaven's milk. It's the only one, the holy one, Mana from the stars above. The liquid flame of fire and shame, Jägermeister, it's sacred name. In the heat of a summer night, Or when the cold wind blows. When your soul yearns to be free, There's comfort in the liquid gold. And in your hand, The Promised Land, The universe at your command. To ecstasy from despair, Jägermeister will take you there, oh yeah. Jägermeister, Jägermeister, Jägermeister, Jägermeister. Jägermeister, Jägermeister, Jägermeister, Jägermeister. When the dread cold hand 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, lead me up to the lips of Isis. Jägermeister, Jägermeister, Jägermeister, Jägermeister. Jägermeister, Jägermeister, Jägermeister, Jägermeister. Jägermeister, Jägermeister, Jägermeister take me there. Come on and take me there, to ecstasy from despair, Come on and take me there, to ecstasy. Come on and take me there, take me there, take me there. And in your hand, The Promised Land, the universe at your command. To ecstasy, ecstasy, Jägermeister take me there. Jägermeister, Jägermeister, take me there. Sweet Jägermeister take me there.