Nocturnal Gold Part Ii: The Name Of Inquietude

I was riding...I, a King And from the fog my own ghost did appear Aboon mee a strange formation of clouds gathered over the giant Cromlech Why does the mountains stand so great, so silent How can the night dethrone the day Lo, Eminent Darkness cometh and her dress of eclipse shows unseen constellations... A circle in the sky then open wide And the Astral Traveller revealed to mee... Let mee clutch thee Serpent of Stars Be my meridian eke whenas thy torch's fire fadeth Thou marshall'st mee towards the realm where I will be Infinite I'll dream in a shroud of mists I summon Goetic Imperial Hordes Clenching the hilt in my iron gloves Silence shall mute all their laughters and screams For death is silence and silence will be!