Shadows dance, in the moonlight

A chanting dance, in the dark night

A chanting hum, to summon the wind

To summon her, and the spell she brings



"Come now", the wind calls

"Come into the netherworld

Come now, come within

Into the land of the cold blowing wind"



She comes in the dark, a voice in her glimpse

"I am the silence, and the whispering wind

Come, come to me, come and take my hand

Come, come with me, into shadowland..."



Hand in hand, on a dark and devious path

Through the misty land, where shadows walk

"Come into shadowland, to where the wind blows cold

And become a shadow, of the netherworld..."



Dark and evil, with a face so grim

"I am the silence, and the whispering wind

Come, come to me, come and take my hand

Come, come with me, into shadowland..."