The lone wolf cries
Howling at the moon
Basking in still grace
Emotions a monsoon

Lost in two halves
Change a certainty
The fool's hand laid
For all eternity

The chaotic mind rise
As ambition calls
To masquerade
Through golden halls

Not woman nor man
Form of minds eye
See what you see
Painting souls sky

From grace fallen
Never to arise
The heart falters
Bleak are souls skies

Lover to watch
Yet not embrace
Stones cold touch
Rage now with face

The Heart will beat
To wars drum
After time in void
And the pitied ***

heart of sorrow
Pain without rest
Beast in it's cage
The trickster knows best

Even coiled in chains grip
The mind remains true
To break the dreams
Of those proud few

Into minds blank space
The black sacrament
Springs forth the story
Of Loki' s lament