Kathy Mar - Howling Mountain

Up on Howling Mountain
Underneath the sky
They are forging magic metal
As the torn clouds scream and fly

Chorus: For Fenris must be chained
Or Chaos will be king

Up on Howling Mountain
Within a bubbling vat
They put the first ingredient
The footfall of a cat

Up on Howling Mountain To seal a wolven weird
They next put in the cauldron
A gentle woman's beard

Up on Howling Mountain
With many a magic word
They throw into the mixture
The spittle of a bird

Up on Howling Mountain
With chant and lyre and flute
The sorcerors are shouting as
They drop in mountain's root