Nocturnal cold, the winds of nature breathe
Ceremonial fires, circle of hands has gathered
Candle mediation, invoke the deity
Flame of inspiration, trance away mortality

Unorthodox beliefs

Open your mint, empire of the body
Ritual chants, beneath the hidden moon
Cauldron burns, for life is blood
Lord supreme accept thee from above

Pure essence

Keeper of the mystic realm
Weep for our sorrow
Cleanse us with the talisman
Reborn into tomorrow

Aurora burns in the skies
The dark season is near
Winter stars begin to fade
Dreams of the solstice

Morning sun, the rays luminate the forest
Fires have died, the river still flows
Shadows vanish into the passing clouds
Remembering the night of the winter solstice

Bizarre tranquility