Funeral winds... caress the flame

The naked fire that soothes my flesh

In darkness I can ask for little more



Then a Samhain fire to lead the dead

Nocturnal everslumber procession

A gathering of such ancient souls

To see our brother to his journey's end

Into the darkness forever...



The frozen ground dances beneath us

Our path cross the barren lands

Burning torches lament

As fiery shadows dance

Across his gravebound face



Entombed in pagan earth

To rise in the cold November mist

We will haunt their pious dreams

In eternal black adore we kiss



Witchcraft has breathed death in my soul

To keep the darkest flame ever burning