Eldritch Sorcery and Faery Runes

Spirit of the ash tree

Dweller in the oak, Thy realm I wish to traverse;

I whisper the ancient verse

Whisper the ancient verse

Passage safe to earn.

Gods of the earth,

You who made sylvan breath

Hear now my spells

Hear now my spells

As I flirt nightshade

In pagan forests primeval

Where dusk enthroned is king!

Once upon a day

On the wings of fairytale, Shamanic paths I take

Where in adoration

Wolves to the moon bay;

To the moon bay

Another figure I bcome

Inside the sylvan canvass

Hidden, away far from your world

I have ridden!

Spireless lands await me

In a world of elder magecraft

Elven runes engraved

Upon hyperborean skies

Like stars arrayed.

The man in black

There he awaits;

And there's no coming back!

Forest calling to mine ear

Distand echoes of the Dryad.

Enthralled I stand by this woodland melody.

Upon the altar of yew

Before Fangorn's palace

The Elven heart is beating;

Rhythm of my breathing

My hands lie bleeding

Dagger bitten grimly

An offering of life

To ethereal folk I sing.

An eerie moon beckons me

Gnarled boughs whistle

Attuned to a magic wind,

Call of elder arts I hearken!

Rings of stones, Idols of crows

Whilst primordial wonders stir the air

Trees lively welcome me

In this mystical realm

Of eldritch sorcery and Faery runes.

Faery runes...