The King Returns!

 The cold Winter is almost over
The Horned One is on his way
I can feel him getting closer 
And this Maiden is eager to play

I can feel his fire
In my body and my soul
I can feel him rising higher
Coming to make me whole

The time nears for the Sun to be shown
The Spring will soon have its day
When the Son rises to take his thrown
And meet the Land with Witch to lay

The Sun King has taken leave
On an empty thrown his antlers lay
But no longer should we grieve
For he soon returns to bring green to all that is gray