The Dawn Haunts the Ghost
Dark Procession
Wandering... Searching for the wind Whispers in my ear Of past promises As old as the trees Dieing Autumn breeze Beneath my skin A pillar of stone Etched sorrows Patterns in the leaves Returning I see you clearly As the night Ethereal Twilight Illuminates the fire Burning the sun Leaving The dawn haunts the ghost A faint calling I cannot return For I am wandering forever