Born from Darkness
Keeping of the elder ways.
Dancing in shadows as ancient powers rise.
Lying in shadows, beneath restless trees.
In ancient lands a circle is cast,
I stand where others once stood.
When spirit calls I am there.
Blessed in the moons new light,
I dance alone in the moon myst.
I am all thats been.
I am the heart unseen as it weeps.
I am a Moon Child.
From Darkness born
In faith I keep
A heart that whispers
An acient song
I am Moon Child
Darkness I was born
Passing night
My spirit flies on wings of Dark Angels
The Father of Omens and Kepper of the lore
I am a Moon Child!
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