My spirit travels through the night sky
 My eyes see through the night
 They see through nothingness and emptiness
 I can read peoples thoughts
 I am what they fear
 and ancient fear of long forgotten past
 On the mournful night of Samhain
 [bad word] back to where the stones are lined
 Where phantoms dance with shadows
 In the cold and foggy breeze of the night winds
 i bring the dead light
 feed on it - ghosts of night
 Warriors of ancient battles
 Priests of ancient faiths
 Ancient wisdom of Atlantian temples
 may the swords buried in the ground [bad word] back to the light
 I am feared by humans
 because I am the master of their fate
 cloaked in darkness
 I penetrate underneath the nightly horizon
 under the shine of stars and the light of the moon
 The fire I bring erases life
 Fear and suffering are my breath
 I am the one that changes dreams into nightmares
 Pulled by ancient powers
 I rip the strings of life
 I call the spirits of the dead warriors
 Darkness is my ally