Sitting under a pine
The deep silence... unbroken around
One dark lake
So placid, so cold...
Descended night
Throws shadows over water
Brown leaves fly
Autumn is turning into winter
What happens around me?
It has no meaning...
I sleep in my woe
This is not my world...
For my world lies
Beyond other's reach
Shadows dancing - my throne
My dreams' winterland I behold
Through the gates of time unseen
In a silent night
Somewhere deep inside
In the darkest woods
In the darkest nights
Lies my ancient realm
