His Grasp Is So Cold

O come and go with me, no longer delay, Or else, silly child, I will drag thee away. O father! O father! now, now keep your hold, The Erl-King has seized me his grasp is so cold! The spell breaks like a sudden crack in an ice-bound lake. Opoponax incense and black oud plunging into a heart-stopping shiver of ambergris accord and eucalyptus leaf.