Withershins Songtext
von Blackthorn

Thou who in an ill hour
Found your way into the abode
By doom itself here were sent
May you drowse for a while
In requiescence till ages end the circle
Whirling us away into their descent

Vide, pulvis et umbra sumus
Around the wind goes but on its circuits it will not return

Go on and on withershins
To the dark core of things
Will you dance with us counter-clockwise
Here within these walls?

Sinking into her gravity
— a great whirlpool of despair
Which grows colder with time
Hold your nightshade dreams for
They are the lesser evil in this cursed house
Where atrocity and sorrow merge in rhyme


Against the sun
Athwart its course
Pursue the moon
Towards its curse
"For once, into
My hands you trust
This lump of clay
Which turns to dust"
By the power I possess
All the banes converge in one
What′s my will — so shall it be
What I say — so shall be done

Stay under the canopy
Of this doomed dwelling
Where a serpent
Built her nest
And coiled around
In the same withershins direction
On and on, go withershins
To the dark core of all things
And you will dance with all of us counter-clockwise
Counter-clockwise