Ancient Gate - Behind dying lights

Freezing winds blowing
From every corner of this valley
I climb and reach the highest peak
From where I see the sun dying

Pitch black silence
Unending ritual
The skies are lost
Behind black clouds

No more warmth
The cold hand of the night
Descending upon the land
No more sun
Hidden by the tides of time

The shadows grow
To engulf every inch of this sight
Pitch black silence
Unending ritual

The stillness around
The mist surrounds me
Majestic and hollow
In arms of sorrow

No sun on my path
Towards the dead hills
Piercing winds of frost
They howl intensely

For the hour has arrived

I shall enter the dark
And once inside I'll see
The light forever banished

And there, at the center
Surrounded by the beigns
That prowl in the night
I beheld the face
Eyes emptied and gaunt
And for me
The night became eternal

Written by:
Daniel Lòpez Frìas

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