Cailleach - Here Among the Dead

The night is dark and full of terrors
The slightest sound is startling through the silence
In this most ethereal place, I have come to seek my death
I whisper to the mighty mountain,
Who, like a great wave, breaks through the dusk

And is as yet unwilling to answer me
Though the leaves stir, nay, whole trees
Ever so slightly without breath of wind
As they are alive or set in motion
By strange souls in the surreal twilight

Wary of this place my mind plays games
It sees fading lights, like Kodama in the night,
Shadow people being led deep into the trees
I come across the first of the uncleared bodies rotting in the leaves.
The poignant stench, acrid to the taste
I do not want to die in this graveyard of suffering,
Nay, not here amongst the dead

And in the Penumbra, so cursed in legend, everything goes cold
and my hope starts to fade, in the strange atmosphere, I blindly start to run