Black stone summoning the eternal power of the winter moon…
Fen-witch revel in ancient spellcraft
Beneath a horned and waning moon
Enchantressheather-bride a’ dreaming
The beckoning gloom enthralls me
The lord of wolves haunts the forest
In brooding winter’s icy rapture
Hoarfrost glimmers ’neath the moon
Sorcery opens fiend-haunted pathways before me.
Black stone summoning the eternal power of the winter moon…
Enthralled by the evil lotus-dreams
Witches’ eyes agleam with candle-flame
Nine elven stones beneath the waves
Whispered spells in serpent-tongues
Gleaming sword in ice enshrined
Chaos-throne witch-fire entwined
Marsh grasses swaying ’neath the moon
Dark spellcraft summons the black gate before me…
Icy waters whispering
Tower of silence hides the shadow-key
Ember-trees haunt my fevered dreams
Moon-bridesing thine dark enchantment.
The moonless abysses of mid-earth
Black basaltic halls of night
Ghoul-plagued darknessvale of fiends
Amorphous leige bloats and breeds.
Elder shadows writhing before the silvern gate of eternal winter
Dark shapes entwine the mist-veiled cromlech
Dynig torchlight gleams on silent black waters
Fen-wolves sing to the gibbous moon…
Arise from dreamsshape-shifting fiends
Dance madly ’neath the moon
To the pipes of boneanoint the (witches’) stone
Beneath the ancient tomb.