Garnet - Khors

Moonlight attracts the beast

Closer to the edge he aims

And the stones are slipping over his legs

The abyss takes the power away

Old beast is far from the light

Getting deeper in the dark

Feeling breath of the death

The heart is smoothly sinking

Memories crossing his mind:

Mother-wolf seeks for the power

The wood is the source of knowledge

And the night is concentration of power

Proud leader is on the throne

Powerful glipmse of severe eyes

Attracting by ancient wisdom

Only stone knows the secret

Of eternity and keeps the power of Earth

Through severeness of life bringing on

Through the bowels saving the soul