Skydancer

Voice of the Shadow of Beauty - Friden
Voice of the Shadow of Darkness - Sundin

Shadows play - in my wilderness'
mindscape they seek;
One spiteful and wicked,
one humble and meek
A windswept pale landscape
of edified thought
Two frictional forces
a triad have brought

Woven within me, the aerial mist sink falling,
slowly traversing the atmosphere calling

A soft breeze whispers slowly
in the valley in my mind
And its breath, both foul and holy
is like the deer to a dying hind;

Wordless - yet in soul so true
Nameless - yet it lives in you
Shapeless - like the purity of pain
Lawful - when all fear is slain

One shadow of beauty, caressing the flowers
The paleness of winter reflects in her eyes

Deity of stardom, Enticer of stardoom
maternal - eternal, blinded by visions
Serenity fades with the darkening of skies
of sunlight nocturnal

One shadow of Darkness, a shade of deep hate
A wanderer's spectre with fury ablaze
In sheets of sharp silver laid youthful to die
reborn into vengeance, dark flames dance in grace

Dark flames dance in grace
the grace of Storms

One shadow of beauty,
One shadow of darkness,
Sailing free on the seas within my mind

Surging dark oceans - perpetual waters
Creator of life and reclaimer of souls

Mother Ocean!

Watching the deep fjords uneasily moving
Whipping the white waves towards the cold air
Rising like swans in a sacred, sudden motion
A cascade of lost feathers adrift on the sea

Hark!
A serenade in the tongue of the wind...

The sight of Centuries, so sonorous in the bower,
hovering further athwart a leafy cower
A shelter for those whose time's wind make them wither
And therefore they chose to guide this time-wind hither

Alas, in tune with the tide of time
I was,
but I'm not,
nor I'll be with its pride

Yes, aeons have flown
but more is to come
For I know time;
a friend I greet with open arms
- a brotherhood of deadly harm
...and joy

But time is not eternal, their life-stars not immortal
Setting souls can never pass through the pearly portal
No bliss be given...nor joy

Flowing down the gates of Hell
- FIRE!

I cry for you...

Don't spill your tears for me
but for your kit and kin;

My scions of light?

Depraved of the lust and the treasure of pleasure
which is fuel of life and glory

Silent your dark desires within entirety's light

Solitude...Sanctity...Sanctuary...Sanctum
...Tranquillity

Hear me,
You who hold the fate of stars in hand,
before Creation's eye I stand,
my soul set free in Summerland!

Mighty the strands of the universe
A chaosvoid's tomb of dead worlds
Hark! What?
Divinity flows in your heart,
cat it alight - the seed of all art

Slowly reborn from a sunless state of mind
Silent, your fool!
Thine words are untrue
- remember Endymion's crestfallen tears
Serene art the gods, yet pain is their way
He touched by the heavens, his hellfire nears

Free now your heavenly body of air!

Come bathe in the rays of the all-seeing one,
holding the fate of all life in both hands;
Breathing new life-force like goldmade from sand

My winged steed of moonlight,
black stallion of Thunder
We rode above the greenish Earth
and tore the green asunder
But what you left bleeding
Destroyed a soulforsaken world
And your deeds of sharp silver
Decoyed a mindforsaken herd

A duet of shadows, a duet of thoughts;
Of beings we feed with the dust of our thoughts
Residing within us, the twofold wheel of life
Of insight created: a triad of Jewels

(A thin leaf of the life-tree's truth)

Labyrinth of time...
Mine alone for now and ever more
(I'm all alone...)

...and I flew
above sepulchral monoliths,
nebulously dancing beneath the dew
(Of morning, in ye twilightland of old)
Abiding teardrops borne by thorns,
thine fragments I twine true
(In mourning, stream adorned in rage untold)

...flow adorned in rage untold
Eternal - forever - more
And they'll forever grow
and hold in heart what springs anew

From the shadowsglades unwitnessed
which light the flames
from deep within where we all grew
...Everlasting ember-glow

Labyrinth of Time,
in harmony confined

Thus the dark heat from
beyond the stars
engulfed a world of fear still robed in ice
A throne in fire dies...
Pulsating through the skies

He who wore the gown
shall drown the 'Reich of tears' in cries
Enthroned in fire dies...
A kingdom's last demise

And I know...
The ardent hearth midst life and death
won't end my journey morrowless
(I won't laugh in mirth all sorrowless)

Come, fly afloat on a wave of emotions,
of crestfallen scorn
Oh, this my whirlwind of darkness
a tide I once lulled but alas now withdrawn

Now...hand in hand with sorrow
towards the still, perpetual seas
Into the tranquil depths of solitude
in bliss my spirit flees

Through the wind I will go
To my twilightland, alone
Where sanctuary is mine
Within my throneworld, my labyrinth of time

And he who is the God
of an infinite shape and faces,
ever weaving fates of life
upon the pattern of his traces
In the Golden Dawn of Winter
he'll stand risen from the night
in serenity all solemn,
clad in moonlight's milky white

Through the wind I will go
To my twilightland, alone
Where sanctuary is mine
Within the hands of this labyrinth of time

Labyrinth of time...
Eternal - forever - more
Time...infinity of mind
Divinity of life

Labyrinth of time
In harmony confined

Burn - upon my
Might - by my
Command - into the fire

Your throne of fire fell...
Bestowed upon your Hell

Burnt shall be your
'Might', and your
command shan't drown my fire
(...My Faeryland Forgotten)

...Mine alone for now and ever more

A shimmertrace of divinity lost
in the beckoning midnight vault
(We are) lulled within the wake
of a cold November's nightfall

Nightfall...

A communion of life and eternity,
of Races scattered in the depths
of the universal dark

Above us minds went sailing free
and blossomed in the vast nocturnal sea

Paragon of beauty,
Oh, spark of Creation;
We march to the rhythm of the Night

Starborn flew the Dove of Man
in the eventide of life,
whose wonders crowned
our yesterdays with light

Fire - Earth - Water - Wind

We lived beneath the waning moon of truth
And danced in hunger for the Powermind
(of Youth)

Like the dark to a dying Flame;
Sweepingly embracing its grieving remains
Defiantly blazing the black that awaits
Counting the days 'til the new Age awaits

Times' lustful cyclones arise,
Piercing the fairest of Skies
In elysian awakening of spiritual glory
we see what our history belies

Meadows of Asphodel
Burning in the hunted dawn
Tragedies die among fiery flames
as the firewood of Wisdom is sawn

Our Guardians were blind
My lightbringer ephemeral

Within the heart of all;
A cold and dusky melancholy night,
as ever sullied the fair face of light

Whose seeds of life they grind
To dust, of vapour is our mind
...evermore

Paragon of beauty,
Oh, spark of Creation;
We march to the rhythm of the Night

Nightfall by the shore of time,
a tidal wave of fire and woe
Swept away with the last of life
the core of the enigma as bestowed

Our crystal spirits melt to flow
the mountainside along
To join as one with seas of old
in symbiotic songs:

'Communion... Within the Oversoul
of the Universe'

We are but fragment of Eternity,
pale shadows of what we'll once be

In life's outer regions I will find
the foremost Tranquility
Chanting the odes of Magonia
A soulstream in flight to the Otherworld

...to the Otherworld

A bolt of blazing gold,
lifted from the horizon's edge
Another radiant dawn sends new hope,
avowed my hearty pledge
My yearning to be part
of nature's truthful solitude
Of wisdom's inner light
that shines in mystic multitude
The guiding source within,
so few of us will ever know
And few will ever climb
the great world-tree from which we've grown
But those who seek will find
the rhythm that vibrates high and far
And rearrange the cosmic threads,
the pattern of the Weave of Stars

A bolt of blazing gold,
a sunfire in zenith hurled
Oh, wingless skydancer,
rejoiced upon the warmth unfurled
What wonders do you hold ensnared
with your mighty heart?
What secrets may be mine
to brother-share as we depart?

Of richest emerald forged,
my soul still rises, longingly
From inferno's winding caverns,
through dark air soaring, restlessly
If silence was enough!
No words can grasp my starkest thoughts
No language known to man
portrays my naked sentiment

A bolt of blazing gold,
swallowed by the waveless sea
The ocean-winds set sail,
in breeze towards their destiny
On solarbeams they rode,
white sea-gull-wings in harmony
For a moment's startling glimpse
a sienna-burnt tranquility

Oh father of the coloured sky,
unwear thy robe of shadowhood
Let nature's soul once clash again
'neath blooming glades of goldenwood

We're the ones who seek
to dance to fallen serenades
The magic hymns of gold;
as softly sung, the sunlight fades
...away

Of richest emerald forged,
my soul still rises, longingly
From inferno's winding caverns,
through dark air soaring, restlessly
If silence was enough!
No words can grasp my starkest thoughts
No language known to man
portrays my naked sentiment

A world of silent stone,
as frozen in the nightly sky
In heaven's dark recesses laid,
no living soul draws nigh
For seconds all is still,
no moonlight heaves throughout the dark
Nor do the heavens breathe,
no dryads wreathe within the dark

Within my dark domain...