Deep in the ancients of the world Deep in the evil dark A figure walks towards me All are at his call Deep in the ancients of the world No one can see you fall Warrior of the fair folk Dominion over our lands Master of the wild hunt Shall crush your soul in hand Deity of nature The bane of my existence Gwyn Ap Nudd (x4) A true Warrior Run for your life There’s no where to run No where to hide The path way is gone and There’s no end in site Your path is a broken one Ones of the forest I call Fore I bare the passage to all I am the earth in the ground I am the winters air I bear the key to all of the world I bear the key to hell