Twinkling star it called my name
Amidst a charming song.
of strange lands hidden faraway
that lure my yearning soul
Twinkling star it called my name
and whispered all its lies
it knows my secret cravings
its words cut through my vice
Follow me and see the place
where crimson rivers flow
where moons in colour of amber beads
shine on endless worlds
Daemon star of north burnt my weary eyes
When its beams cut through grey and cloudy skies
Purple sands and golden mists
Dreams that soul just can¥t resist
Flame that burns hole through my heart
Trapped inside a black cold vault.
Daemon star of north tricked my weary eyes
When its beams cut through my soul and filled it with its lies
Otther stars anon shall rise
To the axis of the skies
Stars that soothe and stars that bless
With a sweet forgetfulness
Only when my round is over
Shall the past disturb thy door
(from Polaris by H.P. Lovecraft)
