To Run In The Shade And To Bring Down The Blade...

Shedding the human skin that revives

As the darkness of the night cloaks my eyes

I am reborn and my spirit flies

I hunt in the shadows between the worlds

And I weave the thread of the three spinners through powerful words

Gaze within my eyes and you shall see the abyss

The great shade behind the mirror, to me your fears you shall submiss

The ancient ways I tread as the forest guides my step

The path of the hidden, veiled to mortal men fooled

Their ambitions, illusions and pride by hate are ruled

Pace inside the circle with the sharp blade at your heart

Leave your weapons on the ground, embrace the in between, realm apart

Echoes of the dead, as above so below

To unveil the meaning of the dawn and of the shadows where I lay

Where all things merge, where all is found

My blade is truth, my blade is the word

Uttered upon creation, the first name

The first riddle, the first spell

When all was still nameless

My blade is the honor of my soul

My blade is forged by immortal fire

My blade is my truth and my vow

My blade is my sorrow and will

My blade is what cuts the veil of Maya

It is the thorn that shields the rose

And I have dwelled in darkness

To wield such power in the light of justice

I might have fallen to its weight

I might have been broken countless lives before

So I could learn how to dance its deadly dance

So I could become its edge and its spirit

Me, and my divine blade

Of the relentless warrior that never dies

The arcane mystery in between dusk and day,

In the sharp cold wind, the shadows carry me,

I longed in darkness, so the darkness I became

While others curse the call of winter, I take a bow

To the roots of naked trees, I make a vow

To walk the path of nightfall, to dance with the untamed

For I carry my own fire within; distorted lies cannot keep me chained

In the world of men, I am just a wanderer

With words of power, eternity's devout sorcerer

I have come to bring you knowledge, if you dare to see it

Would you dare to gaze within nature's feral eyes?

Would you dare to speak truth against the blade of the wise?

Would you walk away, or walk beside me?

As uncertain illusions deceive, sorrow illuminates my sight

As I face tortuous paths to guide towards true light

That lies not in the loudest hymns of our times