Caliban
Between The Worlds

deeply hidden in the deepest wood
black is the night
the owls are singing between the worlds
the circle closes, the cycle of fire opens it`s doors
the guard between the shadows searches for fear-
(to broken souls he reaches out his hand and leads the
way into the night)
fire walk with me...
pain shouts you down
you`ve split and I spit on you
(call my name and I`ll catch you
carry my ring and) I will kill you.