I'm here,
the mist around the trees
And I'm still here,
dancing through the skies of nevermore

And I can feel your heat
by the ancient stone,
where you rest and sleep
(Call me Lethe)

And I'm lust,
covered by the early hoarfrost
And I'm shame,
standing in the water of pain

Created to soar the darkest mystery
Created to bleed and wither inside
And I dream you in deepest forest
And I'll walk when the night goes on
And I'll wait all the black ravens,
through my spirit, body and my mind

And I'm here,
till the moonlight guiles my eyes

And I'm shroud
Ode into the darkness
Ode into the wind
And I'm despondency
And with her beauty, with her regal -
Lethe It shines, it shines