Dear riverchild

Can you hear my song tonight?

Come, oh riverchild

Lead me to the other side

Don't let me drown

Please don't let me down

Oh dear old friend

I'll meet you at the end of time

In quest for spiritual guidance

Driven by an urge for silence

A restless sheer endless chase

Found it's end once I found this place

While the last rays

Of a dying sun

Extinguished in illustrious gloss

Pale reflections

Of my dearest ones

Displayed a scenery of painfull loss

Unaware of what has called on me

I could not process your sudden advent

I felt no fear, no mournful sorrow

As my quest has come to an end

Cought in spectral twilight

Neither dead nor alive

Roaming under moonlight

Your whispers lurking through the night

Devoid of fear

Detached from the weight of iniquity

My void grew dear

Under the doctrines of thy ubiquity

These celestial lectures

Performed through the sounds of the night

Confidential adventures

Transformed my nature, led me back into the light