[Words by Pete Jay 2006]
By the light of the waning moon
Three sisters fly with the crow
Upon wings born from esoteric
Spellcraft which few are to know
Converging from different directions
To weave a fate of woe
As cloud banks obscure
All light from the world
A witch's see begins to soe
Of names unspeakable and strange
Beguiling dreams with fear unknown
A whisper
Creeping like mist through the heart
Of mortal dreams
Her name you'll never know
This world of man's unrest
False gods they enthrone
As the forests, moon and earth
Gasp a vengeful moan
At the summit the cauldron stirred
Effigies of their leaders burned
A dark trinity turned to the sky
Cursing all who walk the path
Of selfish human pride
As the dawn breaks through the clouds
A woman child is born
With a will of fire
She walks the earth
A curse for a mortal's scorn
A destiny written of wood and blood
Now a young girl walks in the woods
And speaks to the ravens above
'I shall be the undoing of men”
She screamed aloud
And a clap of thunder unrolled
From that moment on was a destiny written of wood and blood
Her will was to know the land
And from its growth
To master the magick
And pass into the nether forever
Mysteries held safe by the trees
As she passed into the nether forever
Now she haunts the dreams of mortal men
Her presence stabbing
Like a dagger of the blackest arts
Nevermore will they see her again
Yet feel her cress as their last dying breath
A destiny written of wood and blood