Gwyn Ap Nudd

Deep in the ancients of the world
Deep in the evil dark
A figure walks towards me
All are at his call

Deep in the ancients of the world
No one can see you fall

Warrior of the fair folk
Dominion over our lands
Master of the wild hunt
Shall crush your soul in hand

Deity of nature
The bane of my existence

Gwyn Ap Nudd (x4)
A true Warrior

Run for your life
There’s no where to run
No where to hide

The path way is gone and
There’s no end in site

Your path is a broken one

Ones of the forest I call
Fore I bare the passage to all
I am the earth in the ground
I am the winters air
I bear the key to all of the world
I bear the key to hell