a traveler lost
beckons shadow
and pleads guilt...
I trespass into unknowns
I know not this mortuary
of frosted pagan temples
strewn with skeletal remains
once domain of mere mortals
where is my path
am I lost to the troll of shadow
hidden in cloaks of grey linen mists
oh great sun I approach
pull this mortal to refuge
as beams pave my path
warmth shields my gossamer soul
I shall not lose gilded sight as I
secret past these Gothic ageless beauties
I'll traverse this way again
wait for me...