Lost inside the mists of time, with shadows gaze upon the world shorn
Darknes encroaching upon the lands, the cries of the sons and daughters unborn
Amidst the dance and gaze of time immemorable with which the call of man
Whose folley was and folley is to indulge of the sins of Pan
For the shadows gaze foremost the night with lusty calls and bitter frights
With the writhing sighs and caressing moans of the damned souls of night
For with the howls of wounded bondage bound and the whimpering cries of the sadistic mass
With whom the indulgences of the twisted mind thrive so coy and crass
In the sufferings of those to whom love is sought in sufferings blind daze
As the night time calls of the immortal lands from darkness shadows gaze
Alone at night when darkness falls and the lack of life echoes through the halls
The only sound; the heart rending silence left in the wake that seeks to drive me from this place
The silence left with the absence of love, that precious gift bestowed from above
With tears glistening throughout my eyes I stare blankly at all the lies
The words that rended the lives in twain, such passion, desire, left only pain
And through agonies blissful cry Im trapped inside and wish to die
With mournful steps I go through life, a shell of the man consumed by strife
And yet I still hear loves call, lost in the distance of it all
Darkness encroaching, consuming the life with love approaching
My love lost to me, locked inside my shell as my agony draws me down to my personal Hell
My eyes lift to the heavens and I cry out, of fear, of doubt
My agony so profound as the loneliness of my soul resounds
As I still seek to find the woman to complete me, the one who will be mine