And all throughout the cold bleak mist of the night I trudge the path of these endlessy twisting woods Among the dark majestic mountains afar My mind prepares for the ritual now at hand Sorrow is mine, for I shall not feel again The sweet touch of my own lovers hand When she once was mine, our hearts beat as one But now in soil she sleeps and worms call home To her cold faded flesh The last hints of sunlight sink into earth As a pale moon fades into twilight skies Alas approaching are spiteful brooding clouds And the pelting rains follow closely behind The loss I felt that fateful night This evening shall wash away Stones arranged into constellations Tears chilling my face Midnight permeates the mist And fires defy the cursing rain Cries echo off timber pillars of old Suddenly, time stands still And then a miracle of a celestial kind Though benighted eyes I now beheld The clouds recede and starlight falls from above Over an ocean of screaming midnight skies So that her spirit (the love I lost long ago) Appeared from bleak and empty shadows of night Within a kiss are souls perpetuate Under a veil of stars and spectral delight