End of Wintermass

High tide of kneeling, praying and dying rats, a world kneeling in front to their selfmade looser Gods.
Weeping on society’s gallows, drunken and driven by fear!
Quo vadis – where are you all going??

This shall be the time to wake up – Mother Nature tells you to!!!
Auf! Auf!  Some rise and others fall.

Be fast in this changing Aeon – be fast like a weasel
Be fast or be eaten!!!

Blessed Imbolc with wild Love & Mystik Fiar

Funkenfluag Society
Imbolc Moon MMXXI