Dance, the Dark Morris!
You will find
Summer turns to Wintertime
Deep in the forest
Clad in black
Dance, the Dark Morris!
You may never dance back!
Boot thrum
Stick clack
Feel the Earth crack
Underground
Ancient incantation
Calls the North wind down
This is the land of
Mystery & Myth!
This is the world
Of the
WinterSmith!
Dance, the Dark Morris!
You will find
Summer turns to Wintertime
Deep in the forest
Clad in black
Dance, the Dark Morris!
You may never dance back!
Coal-black faces
Changing places
Through the night
Cold advance
Is this a dance?
Is this a fight?
Beats as deep
As oceans
Thunder through
Your soul
Calling for the emotions
You have never known
These are the days of
Mystery & Myth!
These are the ways
Of the
WinterSmith!
Dance, the Dark Morris!
You will find
Summer turns to Wintertime
Deep in the forest
Clad in black
Dance, the Dark Morris!
You may never dance back!
You feel someone behind you
In front, above, below
& beside you
The dancers freeze
But the world keeps spinning
You know this is just
The beginning!
These are the days of
Mystery & Myth!
These are the ways
Of the
WinterSmith!
Dance, the Dark Morris!
You will find
Summer turns to Wintertime
Deep in the forest
Clad in black
Dance, the Dark Morris!
You may never dance back!
Dance, the Dark Morris!
Dance, the Dark Morris!
Dance, the Dark Morris!
Dance, the Dark Morris!
Dance, the Dark Morris!
Dance, the Dark Morris!
Dance, the Dark Morris!
Dance, the Dark Morris!
Dance, the Dark Morris!