The Star of Enelyë (Continue from Iron Angel)

As the morning set its waves upon my dreaming sail, 
I was warm, cold no more, the angel faded into the fog. 
The eerie sun, blue as the ocean`s rain, rose upon the winter`s scent,
I still played into the stream as the night came upon the wind,
Shining stars before my eyes, all glowing over the loss of time,
My journey grown with heave, but no end followed,
As I danced into the woods, a warm place became my hold,
An elven lady of the moon, came across my lonely route,
Took me into her arms, guard me from the vile night,

The strong sense of this winter fades,
Her eyes reckon mine, searching for a star and hope,
But I`m lost, the dark beckons me, slowly drawing near,
She sensed me sleeping, as I fall,
She touched my hands, I sensed her warm ,
Her flawless star fell upon me, as the sordid winds became my dream.