Through the forest canopy,
The full moon shines in all it's glory.
I feel it's energy flow through my veins,
I feel it's power confide in me all thats good and pure.
The leaves of the trees hide the devil from me,
While it tries to spread its evil through the land.
I feel it's stare burn into my soul,
I feel it's knowledge of torture seek my heart.
* * *
The spirits travel through the forest mazes,
Forever seeking the one to pass their knowledge onto.
Their pockets brimming with the honesty of heaven,
Their eyes flickering with the fires of hell.
The devils souls lurks the dark of the forest,
In an eternal walk of desire.
Their hands full of the lies of god.
Their minds overflowing with the good of the evil.
* * *
Our eyes seek the knowledge of the northern lights,
Our minds seek the sight of their glowing greatness.
Our hands carve the stairs which lead to our greatest desires,
Our feet crave to walk down the smooth marble steps.
Our mortal bodies cannot strive towards light or stairs,
Our immortal should are free to discover anything in this world.
