Voice of the Shadow of Beauty - Friden

Voice of the Shadow of Darkness - Sundin



Shadows play - in my wilderness'

mindscape they seek;

One spiteful and wicked,

one humble and meek

A windswept pale landscape

of edified thought

Two frictional forces

a triad have brought



Woven within me, the aerial mist sink falling,

slowly traversing the atmosphere calling



A soft breeze whispers slowly

in the valley in my mind

And its breath, both foul and holy

is like the deer to a dying hind;



Wordless - yet in soul so true

Nameless - yet it lives in you

Shapeless - like the purity of pain

Lawful - when all fear is slain



One shadow of beauty, caressing the flowers

The paleness of winter reflects in her eyes



Deity of stardom, Enticer of stardoom

maternal - eternal, blinded by visions

Serenity fades with the darkening of skies

of sunlight nocturnal



One shadow of Darkness, a shade of deep hate

A wanderer's spectre with fury ablaze

In sheets of sharp silver laid youthful to die

reborn into vengeance, dark flames dance in grace



Dark flames dance in grace

the grace of Storms



One shadow of beauty,

One shadow of darkness,

Sailing free on the seas within my mind



Surging dark oceans - perpetual waters

Creator of life and reclaimer of souls



Mother Ocean!



Watching the deep fjords uneasily moving

Whipping the white waves towards the cold air

Rising like swans in a sacred, sudden motion

A cascade of lost feathers adrift on the sea



Hark!

A serenade in the tongue of the wind...



The sight of Centuries, so sonorous in the bower,

hovering further athwart a leafy cower

A sh