Priest of Light,
Eyes of God,
Heart of Might,
My, is this odd?

White beauty of one horn just came,
And told me of the hunter's game.
The forest keeper, the soul seer
Touch my core with magick heart.

Magick came and touched me,
White beauty came and made me see.
I've lost my heart, I've lost my soul,
I've stolen you, I stole it all.

I used to see, I used to lie,
I used to live, I used to die.
And helper's might comes from his aid,
And seekers sight came from his made.