A shadow over vintnerhaven
On the clodest coming winters morn
A day as dark as 10 gods scorn
A divination, a family torn
Sleeps the child born unborn
Rides into town the daughter raven
She set her sights on vintnerhaven
To find a man fortold, a craven
Who bares the child born unborn
He stands the cheiften tryg strand
A heavy leather gloved hand
He rules the tundras frozen land
And will bare the child born unborn
She spoke her whispers, wicked lies
The Capri saw it in her eyes
mistrusted feeble conjured guise
In the town, the child born unborn
They rooted out the dark suspicion
And found her book of preminison
Demanded meaning of her mission
She told of child born unborn
And the man inraged with whom she toyed
Had torn from her the unnamed void
Unspoken name had been employed
And cursed the child born unborn
When darkness fell the shadows creeped
It tore from womb, and woke from sleep
The cost of naming had proven steep
And in darkness the child born unborn
in Icey wastes the township fell
Never rang again the havens bell
The child screams now up from hell
Never resting child born unborn
Her wickedness she did conspire
But weakens now at nameless ire
Her soul will wander and never tire
Led by the child born unborn
On the clodest coming winters morn
A day as dark as 10 gods scorn
A divination, a family torn
Sleeps the child born unborn
Rides into town the daughter raven
She set her sights on vintnerhaven
To find a man fortold, a craven
Who bares the child born unborn
He stands the cheiften tryg strand
A heavy leather gloved hand
He rules the tundras frozen land
And will bare the child born unborn
She spoke her whispers, wicked lies
The Capri saw it in her eyes
mistrusted feeble conjured guise
In the town, the child born unborn
They rooted out the dark suspicion
And found her book of preminison
Demanded meaning of her mission
She told of child born unborn
And the man inraged with whom she toyed
Had torn from her the unnamed void
Unspoken name had been employed
And cursed the child born unborn
When darkness fell the shadows creeped
It tore from womb, and woke from sleep
The cost of naming had proven steep
And in darkness the child born unborn
in Icey wastes the township fell
Never rang again the havens bell
The child screams now up from hell
Never resting child born unborn
Her wickedness she did conspire
But weakens now at nameless ire
Her soul will wander and never tire
Led by the child born unborn