[Verse 1]
The hearth is cold, the harvest done
We bid farewell to autumn's sun
The veil is thin, the spirits rise
Beneath the dark, unwinking skies
By root and bone, by ash and yew
We weave the old, we break the new
The frost is creeping on the grass
As golden summer days must pass
[Chorus]
Incantations of the hallows rise
Underneath the cold and starry skies
Hearten to the wind that blows the leaves
Winter spins the web that autumn weaves
Dance around the fire, feel the heat
To the rhythmic, driving ancient beat
[Verse 2]
The rowan branch, the silver birch
We leave behind the mortal search
With copper bowls and burning sage
We turn the cycle, flip the page
The northern winds begin to call
We watch the final embers fall
The shadow grows, the light departs
An ancient fire in our hearts
[Chorus]
Incantations of the hallows rise
Underneath the cold and starry skies
Hearten to the wind that blows the leaves
Winter spins the web that autumn weaves
Dance around the fire, feel the heat
To the rhythmic, driving ancient beat
[Outro]
The cold returns
The fire burns
Samhain calls
The winter falls
[Instrumental fadeout]