Late in to the twilight We ride the silvery steed A moment cradled in dark A myriad burning points above Will there be An impenetrable silence A blanket to smother all lingering life Three moons left behind And with them the remnants of time One moon above to light my way Beneath a broken sky Late in to the twilight We ride the silvery steed And through the dark, a distant radiant star And in the mist, the lucid dancing of flame Three souls to carry the flame Three minds with burning memories Together we bear the weight of untold time Fear, longing, hope and the night Will there be An impenetrable silence?