Khors Garnet
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
