Tears Of Chors

The face of the moon is rising over the night
Silver face in pagan blaze
of eternal star's eyes...

The touch of soft light
Fills with dream virgin forest immensity...
Vampiric silence of shining blackness
as sword rapes
Sharp cold steel...silence

First scream from child of night
The light of moon enthrones the prince
Dancing shadows rise
as the realm of Chors...
Join the great feast of dream,
Ancient forest wind...
Until dawn abysmal sleepgates await

Tears of Chors invite...