I find my flowers on paths astray Megin runar on paths well hid and torch lit So rise snakes of the golden secret gleam Thou phantoms of the midnight
The darkness sway for my eyes like a moth - a moth Mysteries subtle and secret - to dim to touch
So rise thou spirits of the midnight gleam In thy most secret cloaks and signs Touch the night with your invoking So raven black at heart To dark for speech And hidden from the eye The glow the ritual the wonder Solitude loneliness megin runar
The darkness sway for my eyes like a moth - a moth Mysteries subtle and secret - to dim to touch