Spectral Sun - Wode

Our wandering sun

Its radiant light

Crosses the depths of time and space

In the shadow of all grace

You leave me now

Leave me to die

While midwinter fires burn

This ancient shore

Reflected in the tide

We pay our price

Our penance in the dark

Reborn under shivering stars

The blood, it thickens now

The lights are drowning

Forevermore

Modraniht

The death of light

Three women gather around

This ritual sacrifice

The coldest of seasons

Needs a strong will

To survive

In chaos and ruin

We await the spectral sunrise

It’s said it’s darkest before the dawn

Where maelstrom rules

Chaos follows you

Lead us not to the depths of night

Carry us into the light