Silent slumber of the trees
Frost will soon embrace the land
Rain falls through salt and earth
'Neath unflickered glow of Moon

Cold to mortal flesh and mind
Unwavering to the plight of mankind
Crushing desperation envelops all
Anointment of a sylvan awakening

In shadows cast 'neath alpine peaks
Threads of woe are spun
Woven into existence
Where life and death are one

Whispers of ancient voices call
Echoes from within the forest's depths
Thunder of times no more
Shrouded in the mysteries of night's fall

Cold to mortal flesh and mind
Unwavering to the plight of mankind
Crushing desperation envelops all
Anointment of a sylvan awakening

Exsanguinate the form of lost primordial wealths and wisdoms
Adorn myself with sap and transcendence, absorbed you shall be
Ground thine feeble roots in lost tradition
Through unspeakable truths you shall be reborn

Silent slumber of the trees
Frost will soon embrace the land
Rain falls through salt and earth
Anointment of a sylvan awakening