Of The Wand & The Moon Winter Solstice
Blood winter feast a solstice pledge
Lean on the blade lean on death
I'll rip all your angels all apart
This winter no love no heart
This endless plunge towards the end
I'll smile as you fall as night descends
Blood and Algiz above
Midnight veil midnight veil my love
Your ignorance has slain your gods
Your emptiness will slay your heart
What empty things this winter brings
What lovely tune sweet Satan sings
6-6-6 upon the wind
What empty deeds the future brings
The smell of Iodine in the air
If you should fall then I don't care
Blood and Algiz above
Midnight veil midnight veil my love
Your ignorance has slain your heart
Your emptiness will slay your gods
