In the dark before the sun's first light Between it's last rays and the night The doorway shimmers between the worlds They've many names in many lands Voices that whisper on the wind Footsteps on the fallen leaves Was our world theirs in the past Did they fade or do they last The sons of Lilith The daughters of eve Are there other worlds beyond the ones that we Can see the merest glimpse out of The corners of our eyes They slip across the veil Silently and sly Ancient beings from other realms Tuatha de Danaan Magic from the arcane past For good or ill it still lives on Here to heal or here to harm Here to guide or lead astray Here to hide or to reveal Here to save or curse and slay The malevolent careless Unseen The withering Hand of blight