Låttexter
Hazel hollow ground
Has become a beacon of light
Witches of the wood
And the dreams fire in the sides
We baked a seal on both
And the runes crest in the giant skull
Cast the skies of old
The profound hidden deep and dead
Hypnograve so ancient
Risen rites of coffin tombs
We bury the witching hour
To conjure among the few
Wander the grave light among
Decree the shaman's well
The seed of the hazel
From the bough of yggdrasil