Ancient Winter Goddess

A pure veil of darkness.
A mysterious fog.
The Moon is full.
And the Wolves you call.
Red as my blood it is the sky above us.
As I witness the arrival of the Winter Solstice.
And I cry from the abyss with the legions of Lilith.
Who grant me, son [C7]of Goat, the virtues if the black oath.
And I climb upon [C7]the Raven Mountain and [Bm]yell.
Oh! Thunders of light and [Bm]pyres of flames
- Fire is my [A]domain -
Oh! Freezing breezes, ɾain and [Bm]snow
- Winter is my [A]domain -
So I invocate: Eaaaaaaa! Winter ɾise!..
And the Ancient Winter Goddess ɾises
And sits in her throne of snow and [Bm]stone.
Soon [C7]ɾed morning will born and [Bm]white is the sky above us.
And by the powers of Winter
Die!