A pure veil of darkness. A mysterious fog. The Moon is full. And the Wolves you call. Red as my blood it is the sky above us. As I witness the arrival of the Winter Solstice. And I cry from the abyss with the legions of Lilith. Who grant me, son of Goat, the virtues if the black oath. And I clime upon the Raven Mountain and yell. Oh! Thunders of light and pyres of flames Fire is my domain Oh! Freezing breezes, rain and snow Winter is my domain Oh! White Whale, Leviathan Water is my domain Oh! Most beautiful mountains and forests The Earth and Air are my domain So I invocate Eaaaaaaa! Winter rise!... and the Ancient Winter Goddess rises and sits in her throne of snow and stone. Soon red will be the colour of the snow under us because She have sent Her angels and the fury of Winter. A cold morning will born and white is the sky above us. And by the powers of Winter Die!
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