Where The Moon Lies In Silence

When the day is near to end, my soul travels through the veil of it's twilight, there deep inside, there lie forgotten shades in the time. Now my hate has found a place which brings to it a dimension to it self Oh magic moon light, under your spell, I hail to my ancestors. I am able to learn in the silence of my last spectral night Covered in pride, I have come one more time to serve to the realm where my conscience has borned. Beings that glide with the mist which come from the cold and unknown wood: surround me, and follow me while i wait the coming of my death.