Legendary Stars over the Unholy Forest

Whence I pondered yonder reaches of the orchid fields ahead
I stared deep into the mirth of spectral umbra…
Whilst the moon's dark oeillades encumbered me in somber autumn's night
A dark lantern sky imbrued me with the wax of lunar poetry
Astral pastures glittered around me as the cold pale winds cut me
I stood embracing the funeral and the rains spattered unsettlingly
Casting ruinous cracks of lightning blue across the leams of a moonlit sky
Into the glassy mirror like moon I gazed and the mists begged me to die….
The wolves encircled me, howling as I glanced eternally the nocturnal tenebrion
The abyss yawned madly gaping, eclipsing me in Stars;
I still inhaled the cold emptiness of the winds
Enshrouded with majestic oculance as the fullmoon glanced down at me…
Opulent spheres of such unholy energies, violent misery upon me sings
Beneath the coruscant veil, the winter zephyr rides
Teeming rosease effulgence glows in malignant ides
In twilight the stars tonight are of rarity
Their gleam of depression settles over my forest
…Funeral…
Once again, the moon, full illuminating the branches of tress
Lighting up the wintry mist creeping throughout
I stand in the vast eternal forest, and stare up into the nightsky
(With Hatred burning within me)
And when the deathwinds come for me
I'll be waiting in the woods….