Ride Of The Nuckelavee

Winter comes to Orkney shores
With icy gusts and threats of savagery
For the sea grows vengeful in unrest
Eager to spew forth her horrid spawn…

And when the moon is waxing full
A roar resounds then clash the hooves
Of the centaur-fiend arising from the deep
Hungry for carnage, eager for woe!

In the darkest winter night
I saw the Nuckelavee ride!
A colossal demon with no skin
All life despairs beneath its feet!

Its breath wilts crops
It’s poison to livestock
No tower and no wall
Can the Nuckelavee hold!

Mither o’ The Sea
Show thy mercy unto me
Keep this fould beast at bay
And spare me from this fate!

In the darkest winter night
I saw the Nuckelavee ride!
A colossal demon with no skin
All life despairs beneath its feet!

Maddened, on the run
I cross a crystalline stream
And lo! The monster halts!
Unable further to pursue…

So, let us fly to the hills
Where clear waters tumble
For there lies salvation from this night
When the Nuckelavee rides!

In the darkest winter night
I saw the Nuckelavee ride!
A colossal demon with no skin
All life despairs beneath its feet!