Krampus from Wyrd by Galdorcræft

In the darkness of forever gloom
Hear the forest whisper words of doom
In the clearing shadows beckon you
In the stillness something stirs anew
Over fallow crystals fall and bloom
Cold she settles shroud of atrophy
Heart is breaking under weight of woe

Hear these words child
Tales of old
Creatures walk in places cold
Sharp of tooth and long of claw
Wreathed in fur and curve of horn
Over moss and lichen stone
Under moonlight pale as bone
Draped in mist and swift of paw
come to reap the breathe you draw

Krampusnacht


Misbegotten spawned of Gods or man
God or Fae blood born of anything
Ancient horned one balance made in flesh
Intercessor for the folk and land
Seek the darkness dwelling in their heads
See the foulness swelling in their chests
Come to call them to the gates of Hel

Hear these words child
Tales of old
Creatures walk in places cold
Sharp of tooth and long of claw
Wreathed in fur and curve of horn
Over moss and lichen stone
Under moonlight pale as bone
Draped in mist and swift of paw
Come to reap the breathe you draw

Old tooth and claw hair and horn
Running wild in the woods
In the arcane darkness
Embers aflame in the eyes of nightfall
Graceful beast of the umbral

Krampen

Scatter children run and hide away
Keep your secrets don't be lead astray
Come the sundown in the death of day
Dusky dreadful wild things awake
Serpentine tongue tasting in the air
Nostrils twitching, cloven hoof and hair
Twisted horns rise up to restless skies

Hear these words child
Tales of old
Creatures walk in places cold
Sharp of tooth and long of claw
Wreathed in fur and curve of horn
Over moss and lichen stone
Under moonlight pale as bone
Draped in mist and swift of paw
Come to reap the breathe you draw

• Anglo-Saxon
• Krampus
• Krampusnacht
• World
• celtic folk
• dark-folkneo-folk
• folk
• neofolk
• nordic folk
• Stoke On Trent