The moon calls, he walks alone A shadow cast in flesh and bone The forest breathes, the silence bleeds He gathers souls the night still feeds The gray man calls from under A ghost of fate without a spot His eyes like storms, his heart of stone He knows your name, you know no more
The wind recalls the deeds of men He walks their paths again, again Each step a vow, each breath a sin The end begins where he has been
The light will fade, the rhythm slows The circle binds what no one knows He whispers low, the truth unspoken The gray man wakes, the seal is broken
