En Sång Lyrics & Chords By Roadside Picnic

Under her dark wings Fires rage again. Screech owl: Creative will of fire-wrath. Burning the greenest of wood I follow the serpent's path. Prove up and then prove again, ...read more

On December eve The good folk, The faeries of auld, Are more powerful than angels, They dance in the cold. The good folk On December eve, With fires burning high, ...read more

Screech owl I does woo, In the name of existentia Was Odin's solemn ado. "Who'er shall provoke thee then encounter shall rue," Her will is of action, Her voice is for few, ...read more

She stretches over me, She stretches over me, The prairie night sky: Screech owl wings. I can feel my will Begin to reveal... I can feel my will Advance for the kill ...read more

Dance along the fire pit: Flames burn high in frozen night, Her crystal eyes burn with sight. Deep in forest of evergreen: Cyclical auld existence looms, Each disrobing of...read more