In a dismal land where those of old have roamed
beyond the faint grasps of light amidst array of trees solitude awakens perpetual dreams of that which has never been
Though I search through paths of s...
Spirit in bondage, of a nightworld so vain
Forever lamenting amidst somber domain
Archangels weep choirs as if heaven in flames, hath cast them as fallen with scorn and disdain
Softly breaks silence t...