Morrigan's Song
Fred Schendel, Steve Babb
"Heed ye not the old man's warning
Love ye shall find in the misty north
Climb the steps, long and winding
To the top of the tower tall
Hanging there, a mirror on the wall
There you will see your window to the world
Fear ye not, the howling on the wind
'Tis but the master hunting with his hounds"