Out from her lair we stepped into the light
Deep forest was in our sight
Glades seemed avulsed wounds on the firmament
With bonelike branches a quiet moon was pent
Take heed, for no one’s able to dissolve
The slumbrous mists these lands evolve
However, I have powers to define
A shape of the fiercest sister of mine
Don’t trust silence of the forest
Don’t yield to softness of this grass
Save yourself while you can
Ominous fog rose from marshes and crowned
Tops of ash trees that towered around
Down at their roots lurked countless ghostly maids
In semblance of insentient pale shades
And there I met her glorious and decayed
Her clawed hands around my throat were laid
Vehemence sparked in her electrum eyes
Then she soared up with me into the skies
We’ll fly through the fog
Reviving an ancient rite
Higher and higher
Till this world is out of sight
The witch spread her wings to the moon
In the triumph of might unsung
And she soared in a supreme swoon
Till her limbs with the light were one
Don’t trust silence of the forest
Don’t yield to softness of this grass
Save, but it is too late
I want to be inside of you
To feel what it’s like to lose purity
And forfeit sanity
Fear us not because we lead you to the edge
And push you off it, but because
We’re the depth swallowing you up without a trace
Not only my flesh but my soul was numb
With dread too strong to overcome
However beautiful this thrilling flight
Your fall will soon epilogize the night
We’ll fly through the fog
Reviving an ancient rite
Higher and higher
Till this world is out of sight
But no salvation brought that dire fall
Since something caught me for new thrall
And as a fragile grave rose lay your head
On my breast - coldest than a marble bed
We’ll fly through the fog
Reviving an ancient rite
Higher and higher
Till this world is out of sight
Drown yourself in the obscure deep
Let another story cross your sleep
