Solstice Winter Moon Rapture
cleanse my wounds in winter moon desire this endless quest for sanctuary pure as formless levithans swim avernian seas crystal citadels call me in my dreams desolate epochs, the statues they weep through eons passing, the guardians still sleep the towers of silence a fortress of strength this wealth of compassion would ease my descent my heart greets forests, once sacred, profane the earth my mistress in pleasure and pain seeking solace in the glory that was of hidden shrines to gods now lost amongst hopes ruins to find my true place I orphaned of heritage a man of no race cleanse my wounds in winter moon desire this endless quest for sanctuary pure drown nights sorrow, in rapture divine enchantment delirium, and yet do I seek winter moon rapture, the ebb of her light but I cannot see, for the tears in my eyes winter moon rapture, the ebb of her light
