In shimmering circles of silver light
In icy wind and spitting fire
Through flowing stream and ancient mountain
Thou
alone dost see me
By lightning, thunder, hail and wind
I conjure thee
By sword of fire that can never fail
I conjure
thee
I fall into the dark ravine
The clash of swords fills my spirit
Thou who shinest by night on the see
Casts the shadow
of the arc over my soul
By ravens wings and serpents venom
Bestow your gifts upon me
By eye of wolf and dragons
flame
Grant me your strength
I scream
The ravens battlecry
The powers of old embrace me
The arc of the crescent
moon
Casts a shadow over my soul
