Black Mist Of Forgotten Times

Nocturnal Desire

I see it everywhere on my nocturnal journeys through the woods.
And at dark, mystical faces, it is my continual companion.
When i encloses me, i feel it's cold strength,
Which tights my thoughts like a veil.

Black mist of forgotten times.

When it gates it's strength over the cold sea in the middle of the forest,
A desaster so beautiful as the night itself begins.
The cold air lets it appear and keep it alive.


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