CAMELOT FANTASIES

MISTY NIGHTS

Essences that compile, from the dark.
Are the visions, ov which are in denial.
Senses reviled, are leveled by my time.
Passing's ov dark near, cast beyond the light.
From the misty nights, that approaching near.
Shadows ov fear, drifting thru our blight.
Whispers from pure delight, are the echoes of our despair.
Traveling thru a mystic flight, mists ov freezing air.
Dark to compare, for my haunt tonight.
Infinite fairs, as loneliness proceeds.
Tempered by the night, visions ov loftiness nears.
No difference ov it's fear, hell casts it's light.
Humbled by the fright, as teased by the tears.
Infatuated by the years, temptations ov the night.