Garnet

Khors

Moonlight attracts the beast
 Closer to the edge he aims
 And the stones are slipping over his legs
 The abyss takes the power away. 

 Old beast is far from the light
 Getting deeper in the dark, 
 Feeling breath of the death
 The heart is smoothly sinking. 

 Memories crossing his mind:
 Mother-wolf seeks for the power, 
 The wood is the source of knowledge, 
 And the night is concentration of power. 

 Proud leader is on the throne
 Powerful glimpse of severe eyes
 Attracting by ancient wisdom. 

 Only stone knows the secret
 Of eternity and keeps the power of Earth
 Through severeness of life bringing on
 Through the bowels saving the soul.