The light from the trees is gone, the old dwarf sighed Frigid swells like blossoming stars on the waft of a threnody Transience arrives in requiem They've stolen the moon and depression once more haunts the woods Roam the forbidden path in the shadows forlorn Their spoken names echo amongst twisted agony Buried in a tangle of secrets is mankind's greatest gift Hope lies in a deep grave where the sun is seldom seen Steel rules the night Forged by an elder hammer I gaze into the ebon lake Reflecting tears of ice Trolls in the menacing fog Dim, grey nightmares howling in the rain In the cold eclipse, by the sleeping hills of Glom Whispers caress in the wind mocking the tortured cries Peals of lamentation - the plaint of a thousand mourning their loss Endless hours of thirst and fear decay in thought In the darkness I shall dream under an aegis of viridian leaves As soothing as the breeze between the planets - sanctuary from the lords Cleanse the forests with flame Sorcery without reason The glorious past lies in ashes And the dead will soar Once again the three are together The Moonslayer, The Countess and The Wolf A trove of knowledge beyond imagination Ivory towers of an ideal future Those afflicted with the humor Laughing in the mantle of time Together shall wait And watch it all