Still is the lake, untouched by the wind
A mirror of darkness reflecting my face
Am I awake or is this a dream
In shades of black, the devils mark
The lake seems to have a mind of its own
Hiding behind the black surface
Unwilling to reveal its true intention
Yet I can feel the power, dark nature’s force
Slowly I lower my face in the lake to see and to learn beyond time
In the dark I can see the shape of the queen rising from the bottomless pit
I urge to thee, oh queen of all seas, come to me in witchcraft so strong
Come to me in the name of a thousand devils, I wish to serve thee my queen
With force of the wand of runes
I break the stillness of the lake
Three times I strike the mirror black
A vague moaning from deep below
Slowly I lower my face in the lake to see and to learn beyond time
In the dark I can see the shape of the queen rising from the bottomless pit
I urge to thee, oh queen of all seas, come to me in witchcraft so strong
Come to me in the name of a thousand devils, I wish to serve thee my queen
The moment is chosen
Upon the water she rises
All dressed in black
The true ones don’t fear
The shape of a woman
But also, a beast
With the tail of a horse
And hooves of an ox
