Under The Weeping Moon

Once again I`ve cried<br>Unto the moon<br>That burning flame<br>That has guided me<br>Through all these years<br>The lake from which you flow<br><br>With eyes of fire<br>Once unlit but now alive<br>This energy, sparkling<br>Like a morning star<br><br>The morning star<br><br>Riding the fires of<br>The northern gold<br>I`ve searched the eye<br>I laugh under the weeping moon<br><br>I am the watcher in the skies<br>Nor the emeralds know my mark<br>Glisten to mark their presence<br>Set the enigma ablaze<br>Searching...<br>Finding...<br><br>Burn the winter landmarks<br>That said I was there<br>Burn the spirit of cold<br>That travel through my soul