Album: Skywards - Chapter II - A Sylphe's Ascension (2004)

Shapes Of The Pursuers


From time immemorial light touches soil
As the sun sinks into the underworld.
Drags along spiritual ascension,
Divests shelter of the innocent.

Shivering I gaze
Upon the flickering nightshades.
Silhouettes whisper the forthcoming decease.
Hence - you shapes of the pursuers!