In the dark before the sun's first light

Between it's last rays and the night

The doorway shimmers between the worlds

They've many names in many lands

Voices that whisper on the wind

Footsteps on the fallen leaves

Was our world theirs in the past

Did they fade or do they last

The sons of Lilith

The daughters of eve

Are there other worlds beyond the ones that we

Can see the merest glimpse out of

The corners of our eyes

They slip across the veil

Silently and sly

Ancient beings from other realms

Tuatha de Danaan

Magic from the arcane past

For good or ill it still lives on

Here to heal or here to harm

Here to guide or lead astray

Here to hide or to reveal

Here to save or curse and slay

The malevolent careless

Unseen

The withering

Hand of blight