Nocturnal cold, the winds of nature breathe Ceremonial fires, circle of hands has gathered Candle mediation, invoke the deity Flame of inspiration, trance away mortality Unorthodox beliefs Open your mint, empire of the body Ritual chants, beneath the hidden moon Cauldron burns, for life is blood Lord supreme accept thee from above Pure essence Keeper of the mystic realm Weep for our sorrow Cleanse us with the talisman Reborn into tomorrow Aurora burns in the skies The dark season is near Winter stars begin to fade Dreams of the solstice Morning sun, the rays luminate the forest Fires have died, the river still flows Shadows vanish into the passing clouds Remembering the night of the winter solstice Bizarre tranquility