Xordas

Whispers fill my ears
Blindness takes over my eyes
I who descended, I who descended
With the witches in the woods and there I listened

Whispers fill my ears
Blindness takes over my eyes
I who climbed to the mountain tops
And there I observed, there I observed

Bone and wood, stone and triskelion
I met those who dwell in the treetops
Those who run swiftly in the winter snow
Those who wander in the shadows
Singing a song

Bone and wood, stone and triskelion
I met those who laugh in the face of danger
Those who can
Hide under the rocks
Also those who have fire in their eyes

But nothing to do, I will not understand
And here I will lie, I will sleep