Vanished forever ye mighty ones
Cursed were you seven hill of torment...

Deep in the bowels of man's concrete Hell
Freezing in the midst of a wintry night...

Quivering this cold and bitter night
Weary weakness and lose of might...

O' Lord why is the devil smiling at me?
This should befall me and I must reap...

Fluttering Aloft In Toying Wind
Seeming Guise Derive And Stray...

Shadowy mist ran three
Nearby howl then bite...

Sprawled embrace of shallow hollow
Crack and ping distant and near...

Be not spiteful of their way
Toll swiftly O’Ye hesitant chime...