"Come out, leave fires and spitting hearths
And sweet dark wine, and candle drifts
Come out, the darkened sky's a gift
Merry the silence of the earth

The feasts will keep, the songs unsung
Will all be carolled. Light a spark
Come, step into the snow
Soft dark and watch the starlight linger on

Sequimini stellas per noctem

Orion hunts on silver scales
Striding the borders of the dusk
The Pleiades have run amuck and riot
Clad in blister pearls

Sequimini stellas per noctem

Across the evening's Stygian arch
The constellations show their crests
Come see their ancient battle dress
Their whispered shapes upon the march

Sequimini stellas per noctem

Now raise your hand to the cross
And pin your hope to all its marks
Venus will knot upon your head
A wax of love, a wane of loss

Sequimini stellas per noctem

Come leave the round of that small span
To walk with darker wilder things
The start are brutal
Let them sing of wise man

Spirate hieme vesperam

Come leave the round of that small span
To walk with darker wilder things"