Under the Throne of Midnight

Beware the night... for my quest begins under the
Clouds of this twilight sky...
Beware my sadness... for bitter tears will fall
From my eyes eternally...

I find myself sleeping beyond dreams of ancient times, yet they grant me visions of everlasting sorrow and deception...
I begin my lonely journey under the pure essence of the fullmoon nights, for my heart is thine, for another path leads me to dark and beyond the fortress of unseen desires...
... i shall spread my will over the lands... the moon shall not blame her name anymore within this mysterious place... in infinite and disgraceful pain... for she shall be mine... passion overspreads my heart... alone i walk through this valley of cold, may i wander in pride... with the glory once lost...

My path ends here, lonely, as winter defies my will... this is my sorrow, that keeps my heart still...

Come darkness, and take me in your black wings,
Let me fly through thy crest of shadows and forests of grief... haunt my dreams and caress my soul...
How beautiful it is to see the winter's rise again, bringing despair and hatred to this forlorn heart...

Beware the midnight... for its beauty shall be my lair, for her reflection will rest in the deep reflection of a misty glare... hear the sounds that come from kingdoms beyond, and come with me, through winds and shadows, from the forests that hide the secrets within...

Beware the night... for she brings secrets from ancient times...
Beware my solitude... as i begin to ride...
... under the throne of midnight...