Psyche Equinoxe
This is a place where the shadows fall
No one alive has ever been or returned
When day and night become one
We stand and wait at the equinoxe
This is where all the stories end
The final sentence in your head
Pages turn and the book will be closed
The moon will rise and claim it's own
I only wanted to be alive
Never had to question it all
Now the wolves are howling
And time will unfold..
