Sepulchral Whispers
The Moon Rises Full
In The Dark Night Sky
Casting Shadows Upon
The Snow Covered Trees
The Winter Winds Bring Solitude
An Eerie Silence That Haunts My Soul
The Windswept Frost Engulfs My Body
As I Walk Into The Enchanted Woods
A Blanket Of White Covers My Path
As I Kneel Before The Altar Of Stone
In Robes Of Black
Sealed Within The Sacred Symbol
Within The Magic Circle
I Call To The Forces Beyond