And when the moon enrapts the streams. And trembles on the fen. A thousand years have flown it seems. Since then, since then. . For if today I part the veil.
Once again, Jekylish I follow the trail of fireflies and diamond eyes. And moving like fog, I starve to raise sleepwalking hunter in the night. Step into an ongoing nightmare go ride into blistering trails below.
And when the moon enrapts the streams. And trembles on the fen. A thousand years have flown it seems. Since then. For if today I part the veil. And see what time portended.