(Unholy mother)
The winter solstice approaches (unholy mother)
Ancient candles of her blood (unholy mother)
Made the fires igniting arrival (unholy mother)
Dark lord presides the ritual

(Unholy mother)
At your feet they commit to pray (unholy mother)
Sister's guide all through howling rain (unholy mother)
The quaking mountains welcome you

There is no more doubt
For within the halls of the bleeding souls
He died to arise, by your unholy decree