Ghost in the Monastery

In the mist
 Of the night
 Stands a figure
 Born of light.
 Under moon's
 Pale glow
 Casts a shadow
 In the medow
 Freezing heart
 Brakes
 Down to die
 Down to die
 Down to die.
 Beware
 Of The
 Lightness
 Within
 Come to me
 Take my soul
 For I will be
 Darken cold.
 Down below
 Under Stars
 Sun will die
 All shattered
 Nothing left
 In the night
 But the figure
 Born of light.
 In the shadows
 Of the mind
 Stands a figure
 With cold sight.
 Whispering tales
 Of the past
 Neverending
 Silent craving
 Freezing heart
 Brakes
 Down to die
 Down to die
 Down to die.
 Beware
 Of The
 Darkness
 Within
 Come to me
 Take my soul
 For I will be
 Darken cold.
 Down below
 Under Stars
 Sun will die
 All shattered
 Nothing left
 In the night
 But the figure
 Born of light.