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
Imbolc Moon MMXXI