The Midnight Folk

Far beyond the gaze of man We gather starlight in our hands Where dreams and shadows intertwine We leave the silent flow of time Steal away in the fading light Find the way through the shades of night We are the midnight folk Saw the acorn turn to oak Saw the hidden Gods invoking their Sylvan legacy Seasons woven into years And through it all the vision's clear With boughs above and flames below We dwell in realms forgotten long ago Casting runes by the Gates of Horn Hide the Moon as the spirits form We are the midnight folk Saw the acorn turn to oak Saw the hidden Gods invoking their Sylvan legacy We are the midnight folk Sacred circle, never broke This darkened forest has awoken Ancestral memories