Dark Arcana

A clouded stream on an dark redeem
Weight upon my restless dream
A voiceless bird wander on my chin
Whispers deep through my wind.

Foes of dark crossing my woods
As the heart raged upon their souls
There where ancients never rise
As my bonds are still untouched.

A red veil hangs on an lonely tree
Holds the girl down in the stream
Her eyes fell upon my glance
Drew me near, a lonely chance

There deep into her cry
The sky faded into the night
Darkness lays her fearing mind
As she rose upon the vile.

As I felt her magic wound
Crimson drift upon my arms
She called home but I stood
Watched her bleed, lost in thoughts.

A clouded stream, crimson dream
Flow over my cold, tremendous rain
A voiceless horn drew me home
As she flew far over the shore.