Queen of the Night

Once was a time in the White Desert cold A place she could call her own And then came the darkness grievance and hate From the hands of love she is afraid Black Endless Nights in the shadows of hell Her fearful Mind has gone beyond the sun Skies have called for the help of the Sea Over the hills where the People Died What future will be with the cloud and the trees? To be the queen of the night And tale carries on And tale carries on And tale carries on And on

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 25, 2025