The moon waxes full A spell of eclipse Summoned by the orb That welcomes winter rites
A circle of stones Stands silent on the hill brooding Forlorn Upon the ancient brow
The shadows of midnight Grow longer unreal At the hour when the gods Doth descend on the earth
Odin shall see Our fires at solstice Thor will be warned By our fires at solstice Flames rise high Burning gold and a' glow To please the gods And welcome solstice
The wolves in the woods Howl a symphony And race under the pale Ghoul-ridden sky
I'm standing between The granite monoliths No fear in my heart As a son of the night
Odin shall see Our fires at solstice Thor will be warned By our fires at solstice Flames rise high Burning gold and a' glow To please the gods And welcome solstice
