And so the hours passed
In the wild garden, overgrown
Watching precious moments die

A distant glow, the lull of candlelight through a sea of bracken
Tallowwood ascends the sky, writhing through the hoary infinite

Apparitions in the solitude
Frail limbs behind the light
Through the eyes of a ghostly dream
Now you're just a fading delusion

A portrait of the lost, a portent of doom


Locked in a forgotten room
Voices carry down the hall
Footsteps echo over wooden floors
Drifting thoughts, only a memory of a memory

Toward the earth, you don't belong here
The blind thirst for life, within a rotting shell
A tomb of flesh, awaiting tragedy


The endless wait,
An endless war, down endless roads
Plagued by your marrow’s own hell
The endless escape
On the ancient path of bellum eterne

Bare boughs, beneath the alder
The last of the leaves, now fallen


Awakening to dusk
Sunken in sleep, so long
Through the gloaming mist
As another year is gone

The last of winter’s skies are slowly passing
Across the blackened hills


Memories soon turn cold
As your heart sinks with the sun

Drifting farther from home

When you look back, it will be gone
These moments shall all be forgotten


Like the ruins above the sea, alone in a world of shadows
The illusion of company, in your own secret hell

Still chasing the false dream
Paranoia in dreams bleeds into day



Treading water in the same wreath
Deep thought broken in a bellow of waves

Auburn tempest, brooding in the sky
The long wait for an uncertain end


Her past is my day, an endless presence
Still alive, though silent; a season now crystallized
No tomorrow will dawn or night befall

Through the abiding day, I await her demise



From the valley of wintered elm
Fields of moonlit frost, trail up to the moors

Wherever you go, all beauty, smothered by woe
Voices scream within, distant lives, dead in time


The red narrows of eventide
Where she is near

Grasping at pieces of the past

Her black iron gates, swathed in vine
Amidst wind and moon-pallor

The ivory rose beneath her cloak
The scent of tormentil thread

Nights in longing, mere illusion and desire
A dying chapter, drowned in obsession

Under the vapours
Your mood passes in mortal shadow

Where the eerie cypress sway

Nightwaves, take you away
And days of waste, ebb and fade


Undreaming

(Instrumental)
A hollow dream
Forlorn visions through the pond,
Stare back with vacant gaze


The longing of nothing
The soul yearns to leave
But cannot let go

Under a silken moon, dark eyes gleam
Trapped in reflection, the distant tongue of sanity


Her remains once again
Sealed with the frost of winters kiss

Torpid, in her chrysalis
Asleep in the ether, never to eclose

Beyond a dream
Below the noise of the earth


Gnarled willow of myriad roads


Old painted light weaves through shadowed woods
Where soft voices finally fade
Sands shifting through the dwindling light
On the path to petalled waters
One last look, through the still grey trees
Frozen in time
Where you left me


An echo of the past
Why does it haunt me still?


The painful way back
No words to comfort the forlorn
A chapter left unwritten
Becoming an unforseen past

The leaves fall, through the grey hour
Dust in the breeze, the day has grown colder
With bittersweet winds, the heathland welcomes you home

A beautiful place to leave,
A beautiful place to die


As my voice still echoes through time
How long have I been gone?

Through the cloud of winter's smoldering fires

Once everything has lost all meaning

In the haze of a broken dream


All that was known is fading

Drifting into cold lands once more...