A lonely echo of deep sorrow Died in the silver moonlight stream ‘Twas harvest moon, though light was dim. A path surrounded with roses Led to the battlefield of night Where dwelt the ghosts o’ finished fight. The lights of stars were flickering above your head; The endless space of black-blue sky. There were no end, and no beginning; Eternal present o’ someone’s chilling sigh. And only darkness crept beside An’ wrapped you up in the velvet night. The raven’s cry disturb’d the dreamful slumber; The sinister omen of approaching fight. There were broken splinters of silence around And they were shimmering in the starlight. And at the forgotten altar o’ vice Soon there would be the last sacrifice. The Lord of night appeared in the gloom; He was intending to cross swords with day The raven croaked and sat on his hand Alas! It had hunger for its own prey! So they stood quietly before the battlefield Imagining how the gallows would be built. The clear tinkle of new day was growing ahead; Its joyous rays flashed through the dark. And in the somber sky he soared And sang a song, brave little lark. But like a lightning th’ raven rushed by And there was heard th’ lark’s dying cry. The Lord of Darkness curl’d his lips in smirk; ‘Twas pleasure for his foul soul. The stunning rattle shook the evil world And near him he heard beasts’ growl. Evil crawl’d out of its hideous den, At last the war of Dark and Light began. There was no morn to come in time, alas! For long the Sun refused to shine. She couldn’t brook to cast her rays on Earth The graves she was afraid to illumine. And when through clouds cautiously she peered She found that in vain she feared. Behold! The gentle sounds of a harp were soothing; The serenity of land, ‘twas wonder. And merrily the river’s waters sparkled For Dark and Light were wide asunder And still was heard the song of lark And sky was crossed by divine arc Between two mighty realms the battle Was ended with the win of day. But was it final end? Oh, nay! This fiend conquered for a moment Will for forever dwell in night To take revenge in other fight.