Ancient spirits summon me

Through this forest

Of pellucid dreams

A path through dreary cellar

My dismal descent encircled

By unholy prayers

The hallowed path is revealed

As whirling mists split

The dusk turns into a sea of black

Shadows are motionless and silent

The whispering winds

So bitter and cold

I will forever stalk the night

Spellbound by the call

Of the rising full moon

Into the veil of twilight

So enigmatic and dark

And through this dismal

Veil of melancholy ecstasy

My soul will soar

Freely through the night