Hunter's Moon

Wind, o'er moors wandering spirits' flight, souls' delight The wraiths harvest Souls in kind, look behind Watch them drift in the sky Hoping they go on by Scythe in hand, hear their cry As the blade glistens Breathing, burning fire in the veins Hunter hunted, waxes and wanes Chanting, calling the warrior's tune Preying under the Hunter's Moon In the night's darkness Heed your pride, come to hide 'Tween maize and cotton Wait till dawn, then they'll be gone Past and present as one With the future finespun Betwixt heaven and earth Feel your skin glisten Breathing, burning fire in the veins Hunter hunted, waxes and wanes Chanting, calling the warrior's tune Preying under the Hunter's Moon Magick by the moonlight Leads our journey on In the language of the shadows All is clearer Breathing, burning fire in the veins Hunter, hunted, waxes and wanes Chanting, calling the warrior's tune Preying under the Hunter's Moon Preying under the Hunter's Moon Preying under the Hunter's Moon