Winter Solstice Lyrics - Singles - Under Black Clouds

Within the misty late year's forest 

In times when slouds and trees stand empty 

Nine thousand wolves are gathered in the snow 

To raise a long and greyish howl. 

Ebony black the earth went into the night 

Re-awoken, covered now in silver white 

Softly veiled by sparking moisture 

Out of the wolwes ' throats up to the sky. 

Lap of sunrise sweated by birth pains 

its child - a cold red fireball 

Sharp silhouettes of old and tired eyes 

Their cradle stuffed with leaves and fog. 

Impossible to march the shortest way today 

Come forth tied up all in wolwes' breath 

Early , therefore , the evening approaches 

it is the time of Winter Soltice.