Eye of Dark

Follow the path in the dark of night past the Well of Wyrd In the forest deep the Witch Trees keep names in a book of blood Eldritch is plucking something strange he doesn't want you to see he found it under a tree Down the path dark is a glimmering Eye where spirits meet Of all living things in wisdom and death it questions the young Hatchlings who say they know the way but the Eye says no Odin's lost Eye sees glowing red runes in the magic of gods in the night Spells like tangled wires in the dead branches of Witch Trees scratching and hunting For the Eye of Dark is dreams half seen by twisting primeval souls.