Deep in the ancients of the world
Deep in the evil dark
A figure walks towards me
All are at his call
Deep in the ancients of the world
No one can see you fall
Warrior of the fair folk
Dominion over our lands
Master of the wild hunt
Shall crush your soul in hand
Deity of nature
The bane of my existence
Gwyn Ap Nudd (x4)
A true Warrior
Run for your life
There’s no where to run
No where to hide
The path way is gone and
There’s no end in site
Your path is a broken one
Ones of the forest I call
Fore I bare the passage to all
I am the earth in the ground
I am the winters air
I bear the key to all of the world
I bear the key to hell