Still is the lake, untouched by the wind A mirror of darkness reflecting my face Am I awake or is this a dream The lake seems to have a mind of its own Hiding behind the black surface Unwilling to reveal its true intention Yet I can feel the power, dark nature's force Slowly I lower my face in the lake to see and to learn beyond time In the dark I can see the shape of The queen rising from the bottomless pit I urge to thee, Oh queen of all seas, come to me in witchcraft so strong Come to me in the name of a thousand Devils, I wish to serve thee my queen With force of the wand of runes I break the stillness of the lake Three times I strike the mirror black A vague moaning from deep below Slowly I lower my face in the lake to see and to learn beyond time In the dark I can see the shape of The queen rising from the bottomless pit I urge to thee, Oh queen of all seas, come to me in witchcraft so strong Come to me in the name of a thousand Devils, I wish to serve thee my queen The moment is chosen Upon the water she rises All dressed in black The true ones don't fear The shape of a woman But also, a beast With the tail of a horse And hooves of an ox