Moonpath - Draugnim

Sear unfolding flame the hearths of east

Dawn ordained revives the trails of the ones that seek

No light serene nor sight relieved

condone the coldest deeds

but promise of shadow that secrets keep

Trace the silver of the moon…

Castaways, palefires light and mortal child

To realms of night, in realms we hide

Paths you tread are paths disguised

No streams follow old rivers bed

Trees bear leaves ten autumns swept

Here in shadow that secret''s kept

Trace the silver of the moon…

Dark is the realm we sought

so dies the silver hope we wrought

dark and silent

no need to hide, no shade from light,

what shadow will then you find inside

Trace the silver of the moon…