Who walks alone in the dark
Listening to voices better left unheard
An hears all that is said
And remembers every unholy word
Who runs in the woods
And sees in the night
Who draws power from the absence of light
Who searches for those things better left unseen
And finds knowledge in nightmares and dreams within dreams
Who rides the winds that brings the rain
Who knows the more you hurt the less you feel the pain
Who see's those things that have long been gone
And allows others to see, by what is drawn