Places in this world exist
Where the sun will never reach
The dusk from the ocean floor
Slowly pouring cold

Mortal souls
Crave for ethereal life
To rest upon enlightened plain
Night will never embrace

A sky clouded by hate
Transforms the light
Into twisted darkened storms

A sky clouded by hate
Transforms the light
Into twisted darkened storms

Places in this world exist
Where the moon will never reach
The dawn from the mountaintop
Slowly pouring warmth

Ethereal souls
Crave for a mortal life
To rest upon a gloaming plain
Day will never embrace

Spilling drops of light
On land, forests, and lakes
Gives birth to vivid dreams
Embraced by the frozen land
Spilling drops of light
Upon the shadows of the night

But when the first winter breeze
Bestows the soft veil of snow
Silence covers them all