chant.... - lost are the days....

lord of darkness, lord of night...
hold thy song in madness, hold thy thought so tight...

with thy song thereafter, crush the words in parts...
lonely place to gather, spin thy soul and heart...

golden than a summers eve, a misty shade of gray...
forever hold thee and believe, eternal cold of day...

least are the songs in shadow light, a burning dream to see...
and end all whispers within sight, to bring them all to thee...

tread the paths into thy land, a journey has begun...
without thy binds on feet and hand, and feel thy song is gone.


should i be lost i pray to thee, and guide my soul to rest...
lead my mind and heart to see, the beauty of the west.

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