The Son Of Ancient Gloom

I remember falling rain as the black birds spread their wings
My soul was mourning by the lake and the angel fled the wolf
I could hear the forest sing from my December grave
Saw my bride forlorn in tears then daylight left my eyes

Night godly death beautiful landscapes unseen
Stars, glowing dark are the hours I breathe
I am the son of ancient gloom

I walk to see the sun, in the kingdom of my father
I find myself at ease, in the shadow of the dragon
Black candles at my funeral feast, feeding all the flames of death
In this castle loneliness will breed, again

Reach the sea of tragedy where all the rivers run
Enchanting songs from ghastly shapes. The moonlit water is still
The crying sculpture on my throne holds everlasting grief
Silence of the nightingale will always grasp my heart

Night godly death beautiful landscapes unseen
Stars, glowing dark are the hours I breathe
I am the son of ancient gloom

I walk to see the sun, in the kingdom of my father
I find myself at ease, in the shadow of the dragon
Black candles at my funeral feast, feeding all the flames of death
In this castle loneliness will breed, again
The ocean of pure sadness is my burden
Now the time of my last farewell, I have no regrets