All in the court of Summer's Queen shall sing praise to the allflame and the warmth of her embrace But when the Arctis Tor casts it's shade on thee, call forth to Winter, o' queen of the umbra Sidhe, Fae, the denizens of Faerie and it's majesty All lay before the courts and their endless war, waged forevermore O' the Sidhe, their trickery (Don't turn your backs) Their pacts, and oaths, are not gifts to thee (Believe their lies) A promise kept is a life unleft But retract your word and they're merciless All in the court of summer's Queen shall sing praise to the allflame and the warmth of her embrace But when the Arctis Tor casts it's shade on thee, call forth to Winter, o' queen of the umbra Deeper into the forest we plunge Torn asunder, mind encumbered by the treacherous hunt Turn your head, grasp your iron if you have chosen to run For the unseelie threat can blot out the sun Turn your gaze on the wyldfae, for their kith not claim to frost or flame But you shan't find warm embrace with the Wild Hunt There is no escape Faerie, beckons your oath to the fae Abhorred for coercion and lust All in the court of Summer's Queen shall sing praise to the allflame and the warmth of her embrace But when the Arctis Tor casts it's shade on thee, call forth to Winter, o' queen of the umbra