Illumination Fades

Months of the northern winter

Darkest mountains mask the sun

I hear a storm approaching

Blackest clouds and howling winds

Echoes across the sky

I'm safe within my fortress, locked from within

No sympathy for the weak, confide in yourself

Accompanied, shadowed by power

Journey to my kingdom

Destined to remain a soul of the old world

I glimpse into the past and stare into what once was

But may never be again

And receiving only time to search all paths

And roam the land

Journey to my kingdom

Destined to remain a soul of the old world

Journey to my kingdom

Destined to remain a soul of the old world