(Arkhorrl, 2006. Nov.)
Rounded by d**h, embraced by fate
thoughts enshrouded in fog
old trees wreathened with gray mist
old things, forgetten in the bog
the black moor, home of the weird sisters
pestilential carca** of roamers
fey roaring, a land fated to fail
silhouette of silhouettes
black moor, land of gloom