Let there be cold, doom and dark! The ground's barren, the trees are stark Let there be blizzard an' mist! Wake up, carnivorous beast! Consume the needless, tear the weak Run more quickly, prowl an' seek I strike my staff upon the ground Nothing living shall be found My fierce white hounds, with eyes of red Howl through the night, a paean to the dead Astromancy let me know That tonight someone will be reborn O, wind that rages all night long Wrap the maid and sing her a song Oh, my Great Sloe! Lull the forlorn By your mortiferous thorn! Open your chest towards me An' venesect your veins, for art Will live in thee You're what must winter You're what must live Permafrost will kiss your aching scores Thou will sense tenebrose force You're what must live Her solitude is a sign Of powers beyond a lifetime Some tears never will dry But inspire you to try. Neomenia! Somber hecatomb! Make a shelter in my gloom. Take this thorn into your heart Sleep, while it grows your part The spine inside me It leads me away But keeps me for a following day You're what must live You are what must wait Lustrate at this night.