As Samhain Comes

The past, the present
The future are as one
The spirits of the dead
Seek this mortal plane

Vibrations, subconscious
Probing gently
Buzzing bedlam
Rampant in your mind
The veils between the worlds fade slowly
Otherworldly visions mesmerize

The bards and the brehons
The druids and the seers
Assemble at Samhaim
To greet the new year

Strip the leaves from the trees and quicken
The decay of the flesh of the year
Feel the chill embrace of winter
As the warmth fades away

The leaves they fall
As Samhain comes
The wheel has turned
As Samhain comes
The harvest stored
As Samhain comes
Our kin we call
As Samhain comes

Set a place for our forebears
Together we'll dine
Remember, give honour
Their memories enshrined
The bounty of our labour
The harvest complete
Winter is calling
In darkness we meet

Ward of the spirits of sinister intent
Wear masks of confusion to keep them at bay
Feast on the flesh, fresh from the flames
Ritually fine with the souls of the dead

An Caileach
Enshrouded in her winter robe