a whispering cry heard from a casket of stone sorrow reap the windscreen I am here all alone shades of grey cast to the sky in the deepest night
icewinds tears drips on my unbeloved soul coven of black mist sing for me ceremonial hymns of the purest blasphemy at one with the earth alone with light in my eyes the ravens circle around my tomb as I dream the night frozen by icewinds