Horns of the season sound, 
Awakening ravens and the wolves. 

And all before the forest 
Call the mountains' trees, 
And pray for deliverance 
From the freezing breeze. 

Summer's easy days 
Forgotten in the shadows of fear. 

Horns of the season sound 
And all return to the forest. 

World turns white. 
Deep forest stripped bare. 
Ghosts are made 
Deep within the forest.