A name on the wind awoke me,
Ever the night was dark.
There, that whispered name, it broke me,
Under the Moon’s pale ark,
That rode across the starry sea
Like a goblin-oared barque.
Then that name was howled like water
Fast rushing through a flume,
The name of dread Wotan’s daughter,
The harbinger of doom.
I dreamed of both love and slaughter
Beneath this dark night’s gloom.