deeply hidden in the deepest wood

black is the night

the owls are singing between the worlds

the circle closes, the cycle of fire opens it's doors

the guard between the shadows searches for fear-

(to broken souls he reaches out his hand and leads the

way into the night)

fire walk with me...

pain shouts you down

you've split and I spit on you

(call my name and I'll catch you

carry my ring and) I will kill you.