The Dawn before the Storm I am Waiting for
The meadows I left behind
The defiles I gone through
Tenebrous the sky was in my slumbers
Perforce must the journey be grimly droll,
And the Dawn before the Storm I am still waiting for.
The Dawn before the Storm I am Waiting for
The seraphic mountains I saw
The vagrant apparitions that lingered
Insipid the gaunt gloaming on the briny abyss was
But to and fro in my dreams, the undergrowth has covered the latter lanes
And the Dawn before the Storm I am still waiting for.
The Dawn before the Storm I am Waiting for
The pulchritudinous haze wreathed the hills
The barren soil and the frigid wind
Pallid the clouds were
Once I passed the ensemble of those beneath
And the Dawn before the Storm I am still waiting for.
A traveler had demised
With rue
In the dingy hue.
Once he passed the ensemble of those beneath
And the Dawn before the Storm he is still waiting for.
And the Dawn before the Storm I am still waiting for.
And the Dawn before the Storm he was still waiting for.
And the Dawn before the Storm I…
…still waiting for.