Dullahan Graven In Funeral Lights

Dark spirit upon the nightmare steed, bearing its head screeching into the darkness Small fires in the black light flicker about A skull with stretched skin, molded and tight with decay A grin which reveals a lust for death, never sated Dullahan, carry the whip of the spine of the corpse, the black wagon carries the dead, graven in funeral objects, skull candles light the way covered in human skin An fear Dorcha Gan Ceann...