Ullr - Bastard Of The Witches Womb Lyrics

Candles burning under the waning moon
As the cackles then turn to groans
She births death from her cursed womb
On this windless night, in a circle of stones
Sisters singing in the murk of the night
Swaying in unison, chanting his name
Calling the folk with their forbidden rite
Birth was no blessing, a life to live in vain