Herne's Oak

Shattered starlight claims the night
Hesperus bleeds impacting light
As the roots begin to shake
Deep beneath the tragic oak
I wrap myself in midnight's cloak
And it won't be long until the hunt breaks free
And the blade of my broad axe smiles...

Head to foot
Black as soot
Heed my call
Rage be my all
When the pack is loosed
I'll hunt you down
And that's enough for me...

See the stag's eye catch the light
Of Luna's gaze this icy night
With coldest poise, I raise the blade
Venus enters Libra's beam
And at this time, I truly see
That this curse is really hunting me
And the blade of my broad axe smiles...