Dynahead Eventide
Before the night
The twilight speaks
Before the day
We can't see our way
A spell is cast in whispered law
Did we go so wrong because of the eventide?
The evening waters took our mind
I will embrace the dread of our wake
The dawn will wash it away
Before the words
The beast sends the roar
Before the hymns
The frail can only shout
A spell is cast only in pitch dark
Close the gate
Expel our fate
Renew the ways
Release the prey
