Из альбома: Witching Hour
In the misty hillside's her home
Invisible enchantress
Sorceress of the Sidhe
At the nightly crossroads she roams
Only seen by few
whose death she will foresee
She haunts the wretched souls in gloom
who fear her vatic song
Her dreaded voice – their doom...
Are you hearing the call?
Poisoning the night
Are you hearing her cry?
Leaving you in fright
Pail-haired ghostly hag of the mist
singing with the night owls
by desolation kissed
She-Bane of the woodlands and mounts
in solitude she hums
through the haze her voice resounds
Are you hearing the call?
Poisoning the night
Are you hearing her cry?
Leaving you in fright