At The Cromlech - Kröwnn

The black breath melts in the rain

Bathes my face into the cold night

Druids are close to my initiation

Samhain’s waiting for me to die

And a wolf howling at my back

And the ravens are flying so high

And the pain just goes away

Shaman calls me, now it’s my time

The silence of the hills bland

The Bonfires warmly burnin' bright

Stone’s predictions of the old ones said

Great praise be to honor sacrifice