...A starlit path

Leads me to a darker place

Which shall reveal to me its true face

Its mask it wore too long...



Of grotesque forests and ancient trees

Grinning faces carved in wood

The scars of time mark their shadows

Yet young in an infinite way they stood

Unveiling the essence of majesty and pride

As if it was a strange mist over all land

Which flees with the rays of a new dawn

Still knowing that it will be overruled by a new night



Is it melancholy that is lurking behind every stone

The subtle embodiment of yearning and death

Overshadowing life like a night so eternal

Causing all meaning to cease, so it seems

Or shaping a new state of perception and dreams



Craving to dethrone all elements

That in perilous ways hide and cloak

Grinning invincible, darkness impenetrable

Yet drowning in knowing its fate

That once the true essence will be unveiled

...Like the rays of a new dawn



Yet night is the hunter for all...