...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...